“Might as well.” Jack said with a quiet mumble. “The bus shows up at twelve, mid day and it’s still fairly early. So we have time…” he added, taking yet another bite before a drink of orange juice he’d squeezed the night before and set in the fridge.
She hummed unhappily around her fork, pushing the rest of the food away. “Well it was nice while it lasted..I really liked it out here. Especially because it was with you..”
She blushed, getting up to go pack, looking around the house again as if committing every detail to memory.
He smiled and sighed as she got up. Oh to spend an entire day in bed with her, to do anything they wanted. His mind, the gentleman that it was, showed him the images of last night and just how bold he’d suddenly gotten with her. Jack blushed brilliantly and set his plate aside as he got up. “I’ll do the dishes, then.” he informed her, “You can have the first shower. Be careful the water does stay a bit cold for the first minute, but it’ll heat up!”
Jack Maple 