Angela and Gael went to bed that night separately and alone in their respective beds. While she lay in bed, she remembered every detail of their romantic rendezvous out in the wilderness under the oak tree in broad daylight. The spikes and dewiness of the grass, the smell of nature, the heat of the sun, and the intoxicating scent of all of him.
There was a chance someone could've seen them if they ventured out in that clearing in the middle of the vast forest. But she didn't care. At that moment, it was only Gael and her and no one else. He'd stripped her entirely naked and ravaged her as if he hadn't eaten that morning before removing his own clothes and entering her.
Angela had never done anything like that before, and neither had he. She anticipated there would be more similar occurrences in the future. Gael told her he would make her experience everything. "We'll do everything together. Experience new firsts together," he'd said.
