Lily lay on the grass, staring up at the sky, so blue she could get lost in it. The humid summer wind blew small white clouds across the endless expanse and she sighed loudly, a smile crossing her face. She wanted to be suspended in that moment forever.
It was the middle of summer vacation and it was perfect. She'd spent seemingly endless days outside; time had lost all meaning. She didn't know what day it was and it didn't matter because she had nothing to do anyway.
When she heard quiet footsteps approaching she sat up, leaning back on her hands, and her smiled widened at the sight of James standing just a few feet away, the wind playing with his black hair. He was nearly perfect, she thought.
"Haven't seen you in a while," he said quietly, walking over and sitting down beside her.
"And why is that?" she asked him, staring at the grass, at her legs, at his arms, anywhere but his face. If she looked at his face, she would kiss him, and that was a fact.
"I've been busy," he said.
"Not good enough," she replied, lifting her face to the sky and closing her eyes, the wind catching her hair and turning it to fire in the sun.
James didn't say anything for a long time, so long that she instinctively opened her eyes and turned to look at him.
The minute they made eye contact, he leaned over and kissed her, and she could have sworn that she was dreaming.
When he pulled away, a tinge of red on his cheeks, Lily fell back into the grass, feeling like she was on fire.
"I didn't come because I knew I wouldn't be able to resist you any more."
I realized that I haven't updated since 2010! Horrid of me, I know. I've been in a writing mood lately, so there may be more to come :)