A clang sounds.
"Hey, I'm home."
There was no answer.
"Hello?"
Tired and weary, Cave drops his sack on the armchair.
He started to approach the bedroom. "You there, Caroline? I got something for you."
Still no answer.
"Oh. There you are."
Caroline was asleep on their dual bed. She was covered with a thin linen blanket, her feeble form tilted to the right. The only sense of motion was her chest rising and falling.
"Guess I arrived too late, huh." He sat on the bed, glaring at her. He closed in to give her the goodnight kiss he owed her. As his lips pressed against hers, Caroline clung to him, both with her arms and her mouth. Their tongues danced.
"Hold on—" He backs away, "You're not snoozin'?"
She shook her head, yet her eyes are still closed.
"You're waiting for me," he laughed a bit, "I get it."
She smiled.
She flipped over to face him. "Damn wave heading down here."
He reached in the sheets to feel her. "You freezing— wow."
Turns out she's completely naked under the sheets.
"You're brave, that's all I can say."
"Anything for you, sweetie," she mouthed.
"Well, if you don't mind." He removes his jacket, and left it on the chair beside the bed.
He slid open the windows in the bedroom, and slightly taking her sheets, exposing her bare posterior to the cold, open air. She began shaking, much more violently than an excited atom while being heated.
'Okay, okay." He replaces the cloth that secured her from freezing.
"You are adorable."
She tapped the bed with both her index and middle fingers. "Thank you." She seemed to say.
"Well I gotta fetch the—"
She tugged onto one of his arms. "Don't leave me."
"As you wished."
He settles himself into the bed beside her. She wrapped him around her arms and began kissing him.
"Gimme a sec."
He began undressing.