"You're the back and forth sway of the hammock all day."-Smoke in our Lights
"Whatcha reading?" he asks, snatching the book from between her slender hands.
"Hey!" She wrinkles her nose and he thinks she's never looked prettier.
He runs a hand over the smooth hardback cover of her book. "Of Mice and Men? I ever told you that's my favorite book?"
"That's why I'm reading it. It's been quite a while," she admits, and for some reason she can feel her ears turning red.
He studies her for a moment, drinks up the sight of her sprawled out across the hammock in the backyard. Her legs go on for miles and she just glows in the sunlight.
"Can I have that back now?" she asks quietly.
He tosses her the book without a word and heads back inside, and she can't get her heart to stop pounding.