We Can Talk

The wind carries the scent of pine and lake water toward us, the breeze cool.

I don’t turn to look at Ryker, just feel his body against mine. The towel still clings to my damp skin and I am incredibly uncomfortable. Still, I don’t want to move away from his touch.

Ryker’s chin rests lightly on my shoulder. His breath is warm against my skin. It seems he’s had enough of the silence and his quiet