Thy Lord's Son Part V

I made sure our lips never parted.

"John..."

She began to gently push away, but I pulled her closer.

I no longer cared who was watching.

i had her, and that was all that mattered.

Placing my hand behind her hair her lips were pushed more on mine.

My hand wrapped around her waist as I continued.

"John..."

What am I doing?

This is my chance.

This is my dream.

The sun was setting as I gently placed my hand under her cheek, lower and lower...

"John!"

She pushed me back, me stumbling over a log.

I looked up at her, her face startled and shocked.

"John..." she began.

Dear God, what did I do?

Soon, though, I noticed her hands:

They were wet.

I rose in confusion, and she stammered, but soon said worriedly:

"He's coming."

And the water was coming down more and more.