Blake stands at the shore, only the soles of his feet covered in water. His hands are still extended. His fingers are now very empty. His lips now cold as he straightens his spine and just watches as her body disappears bit by bit into the water. Only a small pair of white underpants on her body. He has never seen anything more beautiful or more perfect in his life. Her brown hair, the tendrils appearing to splay out, floating on the surface of the water, her shoulders sink below the surface until she dips under, disappearing in her entirety and that is when Blake finally moves forward.
The water is still cool even though it is a warm day, it does nothing to cool his raging blood. He has never felt a desire so strong and it isn't because it is a long time in between. It is just because o
