The Golds left the villa with enlightened minds, leaving the couple alone in the verandah. She looked at her husband's profile and sighed, raising her hand to touch his chiseled face.
"Was the trip tiring? I'm sorry you had to worry like that," she said, and Garan's demeanor immediately softened as he leaned into her touch.
"No. I wanted to see you as soon as I could anyway."
Warmth surrounded the air around them, with Garan's arm finding her backrest and pulling her chair closer to his. The next thing she knew, his strong arms had wrapped around her waist, pulling her to sit on him and with his lips capturing hers.
Their mouth and tongues rubbed together as their bodies did, and immediately the cool air of the veranda was not enough to cool down the heat.
Before things could get too heated up though, they heard the door open, immediately making them flinch.
