The wind brushes her cheek, and the sun's rays gleam off of her skin. She walks down the road, hand in hand with the guy she loves with all her heart. He had the most beautiful name, Amari. The electricity that flows through her hand as he glides his thumb over her skin feels amazing. The trees line the road, giving them a most beautiful sight, and privacy, or so they thought.
"Hun, did you hear that?" Just then the soft footsteps stopped. He felt like a child caught in a came, but this wasn't a game. Love is never a game.
"No, I didn't hear anything." He tightens his grip on her soft, gentle hands. Feeling the need to protect his love kicking in. "What did you hear?"
"That's odd. I thought I heard footsteps. I must be imagining things." He watched her. Does he know everything about this girl he loves? The questions keep flowing through his mind. Fighting so hard to reach his lips, as he watches his love, Sienna, take a nervous glance into the trees.
The couple slowly walks away. Sienna still looking to her left and right. She thought she knew who it was, but could it really be him again?
He doesn't come out of the trees until they
have turned the bend. "She hasn't told him? Well, I guess I
shouldn't be surprised. We all have our little secrets, but this
one is much more than little." He spoke to himself often. He's
been searching for Sienna so long. Himself is the only one he
could ever talk to. He glanced up and down the road, and then
decided it was time to go back into the trees. He wouldn't lose
her again. No. Not this time.