And, here is numero dos.
Sunshine. Lovely. It's a damnsight better than snow, at any rate.
Anna xoxo
She laid back in the park, resting her head on the soft grass. It had recently been cut, and had a lovely scent. It reminded Angell of the afternoons she spent with her brothers. It made her happy.
"Its not oftern you get time to sun yourself when you're a cop." Angell was surprised to hear his voice.
"Flack." She greeted him lazily.
"Aren't you on the afternoon shift?"
"Yes."
"You'd better get going," he told her, running his fingettips over her forearm. She shivered at his touch.
"Work can wait." Love couldn't, she added silently. He didn't realise it yet, but he would soon. She could feel it.