Weekend Away

We were sitting together in the car, quickly gliding along the highway, coasting towards a weekend together and away from all the rules and regulations that stayed in place at home. I turned my head towards him. He was so dark this time of year, like rich dark chocolate. His hair was just starting to grow out of its close crop. I let my eyes wander, his beautiful eyes were focused on the road, while mine continued downwards. I could see his beautifully cut chest beneath his light and airy t-shirt. His left arm was resting on the wheel and I could see the definition of each individual muscle. His other hand was playing with the hem of my favourite summer dress. He had noticed my careful evaluation of him. A sneaky smile graced his face and his white teeth stood out in ridged contrast with his dark skin. “Staring at me again are you?” I giggled. “I can’t help it, you’re just too handsome.” He winked at me “Not too bad yourself.” I moved over on the seat of his old truck and snuggled into his side; he rested his arm over my shoulders and began to fiddle with my long dark hair. “How much longer until we’re there?” “We just came out of Garthon, so we should be there in about ten minutes.” A quiver of excitement ran through me. We were headed towards his cottage for Canada Day and our one year anniversary. I had been looking forward to this for so long. I had lied successfully to my parents and was escaping to şahinbey escort a weekend alone with my lover and boyfriend. My mind wandered as I thought about all of the naughty things we could get up to out here, in the middle of nowhere. I came back to the present as we took a right onto a little dirt road. I sat up and looked out the window. I could see the lake from here and all the little cottages. We pulled into a parking lot and he parked. I frowned. “What are we doing here?” He laughed. “I forgot to tell you, our cottage is on that little island in the middle.” He gestured towards the small heap of rocks in the middle of the lake. “We have to go the rest of the way by boat.” “That’s so…” I couldn’t quite grasp the word. “Cool?” he said with a smirk. I stuck my tongue out at him. “I was going to say adventurous.” He laughed and started to pull our suitcases out of the flatbed of the truck and head towards a little canoe. Together we got it into the water and then he asked me to get in. I had never been in a canoe before so when I jumped in I didn’t take any extra precautions to balance. Being an incredibly clumsy person already it might be obvious what happened. In a second there was a huge tilt and as I stumbled the water came rushing up to meet me. I was underwater, and completely disoriented. I relaxed and felt myself start to float towards the surface. I spun and swam that way and came bursting out sputtering and coughing. I could hear something, it sounded like laughter, but surely no one would be laughing after what had just happened. I swam toward the dock and on his back, dying of laughter was Sam. He could hardly breathe. I pulled myself out and stood over him dripping wet. His face was scrunched up in happiness at my fall. He choked trying to talk. “That…was the funniest…thing I have ever, ever seen.” He rolled over on to his stomach and jumped up. He saw the smile growing on my face and his smile suddenly vanished. “Zaz, don’t do it, it’s not worth it!” But I was already running, I grabbed him around the waist and went flying of the end of the dock into the cold water. The splash we made as we fell was epic. We resurfaced, laughing and splashing one another. We flipped the canoe back around and tied it quickly to the dock. As we headed towards shallower water he reached out and grabbed me. He pulled me back into his huge chest and titled my face upwards slowly with his thumb. I closed my eyes as he leaned down to kiss me. His lips touched mine and happiness flooded through me. Our mouths began to work together and he slowly slid his tongue into my mouth. A shudder ran through me and he smiled through the kiss. This would never ever get old for me. He tucked his hands under me and lifted me easily. I wrapped my slippery legs around him and my arms around his neck. Still kissing he walked out of the water and back onto the deck. He set me down and grabbed the suit cases. He put them in the boat, then still chuckling helped me in. He slid in easily and began to row. I tried to help but I don’t think my weak strokes really made any difference. We finally slid in beside the dock that was jutting out from the rock. I sat and watched while he jumped out quickly and grabbed the bags. Then he reached in and guided me out slowly. He led me up a path towards the dark shadow of the house that I could see. As we got nearer and I could see it better I gasped. It was so pretty, dark wood with little patches of flowers around the base. The picture frame windows were shut tight but I could see they could be thrown open to allow in all the sunlight possible. I laughed out loud and ran the rest of the way up to the door. My getaway house for the long weekend. We slipped into the warm water hand in hand, the dark night shielding us from anyone’s view. He pulled me towards the rock that was sticking out of the water. He pushed me up against its smooth weathered side. He had each of his hands resting about a foot above my shoulders. He leaned down and brushed my forehead with his lips. I closed my eyes. He kissed each of my eyelids. He kissed the end of my nose and finally came to rest on my lips. He was gentle, working his mouth with mine. This time it was me who poked my tongue into his mouth, I pulled it across the roof of his mouth and felt him shiver against my chest.