The quiet afterward had a drifting, dreamy quality to it. Viola could feel the sunlight filtering down on her skin, the warmth of the ground beneath her, his shirt pillowing her head now.
A bird sang, and a breeze rustled the leaves and grass. She could hear the faint buzzing of a bee somewhere, and the slowing rhythm of his breathing against her shoulder.
They lay beside each other, his heavy arm draped across her stomach. She might have dozed. The breeze dried the sweat on her body with a gentle, cooling touch that made her want to sleep away the peaceful feeling in her chest.
After a long, long time that might have only been minutes, she turned into his arms and pressed her mouth to his again, kissing him. "Open your eyes." She whispered softly. "Please, look at me..." She pleaded.
Viola felt his arm tighten around her and watched his eyelids twitch before he slowly parted them, revealing the silver beneath. They stared at each other, both of them holding their breath.
