Day #2 Prompt: Write a story involving water.
His hands wandered up my bare back as the spray of the shower embraced our bodies. There was something pure and wholesome about the way he touched me, as if he was memorizing every inch of my flesh. No words were spoken, the rush of the water providing the only backdrop.
He brushed my hair away from the nape of my neck, placing a gentle kiss at the apex of it and my shoulder. I felt the tears prick the corners of my eyes. The reality of his impending departure caused an ache to build in my chest, culminating in a lump in my throat I couldn’t swallow away.
Arms encircled me. He knew. “Close your eyes.”
I obeyed and the rumble of his voice filled my senses, over the pounding jet of the shower.
“I cannot promise I will come back to you, but I can promise I will always have this moment. It doesn’t matter where I am. I will remember this…naked, no fears or worries.”
When I opened my eyes, he was gone. I turned, remembering his words from six months prior…before the terrorist bomb ripped him from my arms. Drawing in a shaky breath, I dried my tears and switched off the water. Climbing out, I wrapped myself in a towel, making my way into our bedroom. I smiled at his photograph before I heard the shouts of our children. I had to lift my chin, show no fear or worry. Push the tears back, until I could climb in the shower again and feel him.
Not entirely sure I like this one 😛 I may come back and change it later. Anyway, I made an effort to write something different and that’s what counts!