Sarah and Aiden are in her bathroom, sitting in the large tub filled with hot water. Bubbles are covering the surface.
His back is leaning on the tub edge, and she is sitting between his legs with her back against his chest. They are holding hands with fingers interlocked.
Sarah is enjoying the moment. The feeling of his toned chest against her back makes her aware of his attractive masculinity. Sarah is reflecting on how comfortable she is when they are together. She feels connected to him in a way that transcends physical connection.
"Do you believe in destiny?", Sarah broke the silence.
"Destiny?"
"Yes. The thing that is meant to happen, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. And when it does happen, everything feels right."
"Why would you ask me such a thing?"
"Until few weeks ago I would say that there is no such thing as destiny. That we are all masters of our lives and that everything depends on our actions, or lack of it.
