John really hadn't lied about his plans for the weekend. He woke her up a little later than he had probably intended because they had spent most of the night making love in front of the fireplace, something Clara had originally considered too romantic for her taste. Breakfast was ready when she woke up and the whole room smelled of delicious, fresh coffee.
“How are you feeling?” he asked when they had settled at the small table.
“Perfect, and you?” Clara replied happily and meant it.
“Well, I'm afraid I'm a little too old for experiments like sleeping on the floor.”
“Aw, poor you. We should take a walk after breakfast, it'll help your back,” Clara suggested.
“No, walk is number three on the list.”
“What are number one and two?”
“One is breakfast, two is a tour with the boat. I brought a special jacket for you, just in case yours isn't water and wind resistant.”
Clara smiled. “Did anyone ever tell you that you are the most considerate man on the planet?”
“Only the planet? How man considerate aliens do you know?” John raised an eyebrow.
“Shut up, you silly man,” she said, laughing.
John took her out on the boat and Clara was thankful for the warm and comfy jacket he had brought for her, and also because the waves weren't too high. She hadn't really been out on the ocean before and afraid she might get sick, but the view was perfect. They drove around the coast and Clara whipped out her phone to take pictures of the landscape. Then she turned the camera on John.
“Smile!” she said and took a picture. When she looked at it she broke out into laughter, “When I said smile I meant for you to smile, not close your eyes and look goofy.”
“Well, you could've given me a warning.”
“Okay, let's try again,” Clara said and moved to the back of the boat where he was holding the tiller.
She turned on the front camera and leaned closer to him.
“Now, smile,” she reminded John and took the picture. It actually turned out to look sweet.
“Oh, you have to send it to me later,” he said and kissed her softly.
The walk was just as idyllic as the boat ride and although the jacket was doing a good job at keeping Clara warm her legs felt frozen.
“So, what else is on the list for today after this?” she asked after a while.
John looked down at her in surprise. “You're cold.”
“I didn't say that,” Clara argued, “Okay, I could really do with some warming up.”
“Well, I have an idea about that,” he grabbed her from behind and started placing kisses on her cheek, causing Clara to giggle again.
“Okay, okay, I get your idea, you madman,” she laughed and turned around in his embrace, now staring directly into his eyes, “Let's go back.”
As soon as the door had closed behind them his hand has swiftly opened the zip of Clara's jacket and he was kissing her longingly, pushing her against the back of the door with the weight of his body.
“Admit it,” she said breathlessly, “You only brought me here because it's cold and the only way to warm up is through body heat.”
“Didn't even cross my mind,” John smirked at her, throwing his own jacket aside before cupping her face in both his hands. Clara caught him gazing at her dreamily.
“I love you, Clara,” he said sincerely and his words started to tear a hole in her stomach. John bent down to kiss her again, but Clara gently pushed him away. He saw the confused look in his eyes and she knew what was about to happen. This was the moment. The moment she had no choice but to tell him and yet she wished there was a way out.
John really hadn't lied about his plans for the weekend. He woke her up a little later than he had probably intended because they had spent most of the night making love in front of the fireplace, something Clara had originally considered too romantic for her taste. Breakfast was ready when she woke up and the whole room smelled of delicious, fresh coffee.“How are you feeling?” he asked when they had settled at the small table.“Perfect, and you?” Clara replied happily and meant it.“Well, I'm afraid I'm a little too old for experiments like sleeping on the floor.”“Aw, poor you. We should take a walk after breakfast, it'll help your back,” Clara suggested.“No, walk is number three on the list.”“What are number one and two?”“One is breakfast, two is a tour with the boat. I brought a special jacket for you, just in case yours isn't water and wind resistant.”Clara smiled. “Did anyone ever tell you that you are the most considerate man on the planet?”“Only the planet? How man considerate aliens do you know?” John raised an eyebrow.“Shut up, you silly man,” she said, laughing.John took her out on the boat and Clara was thankful for the warm and comfy jacket he had brought for her, and also because the waves weren't too high. She hadn't really been out on the ocean before and afraid she might get sick, but the view was perfect. They drove around the coast and Clara whipped out her phone to take pictures of the landscape. Then she turned the camera on John.“Smile!” she said and took a picture. When she looked at it she broke out into laughter, “When I said smile I meant for you to smile, not close your eyes and look goofy.”“Well, you could've given me a warning.”“Okay, let's try again,” Clara said and moved to the back of the boat where he was holding the tiller.She turned on the front camera and leaned closer to him.“Now, smile,” she reminded John and took the picture. It actually turned out to look sweet.“Oh, you have to send it to me later,” he said and kissed her softly. The walk was just as idyllic as the boat ride and although the jacket was doing a good job at keeping Clara warm her legs felt frozen.“So, what else is on the list for today after this?” she asked after a while.John looked down at her in surprise. “You're cold.”“I didn't say that,” Clara argued, “Okay, I could really do with some warming up.”“Well, I have an idea about that,” he grabbed her from behind and started placing kisses on her cheek, causing Clara to giggle again. “Okay, okay, I get your idea, you madman,” she laughed and turned around in his embrace, now staring directly into his eyes, “Let's go back.”As soon as the door had closed behind them his hand has swiftly opened the zip of Clara's jacket and he was kissing her longingly, pushing her against the back of the door with the weight of his body.“Admit it,” she said breathlessly, “You only brought me here because it's cold and the only way to warm up is through body heat.”“Didn't even cross my mind,” John smirked at her, throwing his own jacket aside before cupping her face in both his hands. Clara caught him gazing at her dreamily.“I love you, Clara,” he said sincerely and his words started to tear a hole in her stomach. John bent down to kiss her again, but Clara gently pushed him away. He saw the confused look in his eyes and she knew what was about to happen. This was the moment. The moment she had no choice but to tell him and yet she wished there was a way out.
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