She wondered if her parents noticed her and Joseph's exchange of glances. Fleeting touches, she smiled down at her bowl of cottage cheese and freshly diced peaches. Grabbing the honey wands and swirling some on it.
"My sweet peach, will you show Joseph around town, now that our work has slowed down I want him to be able to go around and enjoy the city and summer in his free time." Her father asked her, patting Joseph's shoulder. Joseph smiles widely at her father before turning to her and thanking her in advance. She simply nodded taking a few bites of her food before downing her cup of black coffee and taking off to her room to get ready.
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She sat in her tub swirling her fingers through the rose water she sighed rising out of it deciding she's sat in it for long enough. She smiled thinking of going to town with Joseph. She pulled open her closet. Skimming through looking for an outfit for the day. Selecting a white shirt that was too big for her skinny frame and a skirt that was just below her knees. She did a little spin before her mirror before slipping on her frilly white socks and high top beat up converse.
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When she walked out into her room she found Joseph sprawled out on her bed. He lifted his head seeing it was her before fully sitting himself up. The corner of his lip tilting up, he extended his hand taking grasp of her's pulling her to him.
"Camilla." He whispered
"Joseph." Her voice was light a breathy as his hands traveled up her legs, the rare smirk adorning his face. His finger running along the lines of her lacy underwear. She could see the rise of his chest he almost instantly pulled away his hands as if she had burned him.
"Let's get going, I want to see this beautiful place."
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"We can lock our bikes here and walk," Camilla spoke climbing off her bike and leaning it against a light pole. He followed her lead locking the bikes in, He laughed slight at her skirt getting caught on the seat of the bike as she climbed off. They walked side by side, hands slightly bumping, He smiled as she wrapped his pinky finger around hers. He could see the pink flush that covered her face. He smiled even wider before asking "So, where is the bars?"
"there's only one." Camilla began glancing over at him "and I'm not allowed inside, it's right down there"
Joseph thought of asking but decided against it seeing as it's a small town where everyone knows each other. He couldn't fight the smile, though he was always one to have a smile on his face.
"I want to show you somewhere that's not apart of the town," Camilla spoke stopping them "but it's secret."
He followed as she walked toward the lake, He was slightly confused. He had been to the lake, and it was far from secret. His confusion turning into curiosity as Camilla pushed into the trees. They made their way down a small path that was hard to distinguish. before pulling into a slight clearing. A beautiful spring before him. He stopped by the trees, Camila continuing forward. He watched as she stripped off her shirt before unzipping her skirt. He was no longer frozen by the beauty of the scene before him, but the beauty of the woman before him. He watched as she completely stripped nude and wading into the water. She finally turned, looking at him. Without her even saying anything he quickly stripped and joined her in the water.
"its a bit chilly." she giggled at his face as he entered the water. "but come, I'll warm you up."
He waded to the deeper water where she swam, He could easily stand, the water his chest, while for her it was a bit of a struggle. They enveloped each other, welcoming the warmth. They were silent, just holding each other in the freezing water. She lifted her head from his shoulder, staring into his golden eyes, that brightly shown. she watched his pupil dilate, his lips slightly agape. She counted every freckle that littered his face drinking in his presence.
"I swear you're an angel." She whispered in French, their breaths mixing.
"Then you must be heaven." Their lips softly met, the kiss was slow and sweet. They found themselves slowly rolling against each other. Their moans were drowned out in by the other's mouth.
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