This is a summery one and doesn't really have a plot because I am so tired from work this week. But enjoy anyway!
Harry was watching Ruth intently with a smile on his face. She was completely absorbed in her latest novel, her bare feet dipping into the water or the river letting the cool water flow over her skin. She had absolutely no idea of the effect her mere presence had on him. She always seemed to be extremely perceptive in everything except for knowing what she did to him. Harry sat down next to her on the riverbank. He was pleased when she shuffled closer to him, her head resting on his shoulder as her eyes kept scanning the page quickly.
It was incredibly peaceful, under the shade of the trees, the birds chirping as several butterflies fluttered around the water. Harry wondered why it had taken them so long to enjoy a peaceful summer day together, but he decided it had definitely been worth the wait.
Her hair was blowing lightly in the breeze and he could smell her wonderfully familiar scent as he brushed her hair back behind her ear. His hand slipped down her neck and stayed on the top of her shoulder. Ruth suddenly felt her concentration on the book failing as his fingertips drew wonderfully slow patterns on her blouse, his touch burning through the thin fabric. Ruth slipped in her bookmark and put her book down on the grass, smiling as his touch went down her body and settled on her waist, his thumbs pushing her blouse aside.
"You're very distracting," Ruth said happily.
"That was the general idea," Harry murmured. He kept caressing her skin, smiling when her eyes closed. She was leaning back and Harry suddenly had an idea. Before thinking about it too much he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her into the river. She squealed as the cold water soaked her. Harry couldn't help the laugh that burst out of him.
Ruth stood up, letting the streams of water run off of her and looked at Harry, fire burning in her blue eyes. "What do you think you're doing!" she yelled at him, standing up with the water level at her thighs.
"Enjoying the view," he said sincerely, his eyes shamelessly roaming her body, the now see through material of her shirt clinging to her curves. Ruth looked down and saw exactly what Harry was seeing with half a smile lighting her face.
"You're going to regret throwing me in the river," she said, clambering out of the water.
"Is that a threat or a promise?" Harry asked, giving her a hand to help pull her out. She was back on the riverbank and pulled her wet arms tightly around Harry's neck, pulling him close for a long deep kiss.
"It's a promise," she said smiling. He kissed her back thoroughly as the river flowed by in the peace and quiet of the summer.
R is for river, R is also for review so please leave one!