A mix of cool jazz played on the CD player. As the wind blew through her hair, Cilla adjusted a silk scarf around her head. With her dark glasses she exuded a Grace Kelly flair, her vibe confident and sexy. Both enjoyed savoring the quiet between them, nothing really needed to be said as they enjoyed the experience and each other’s company. Above their heads the sky was a brilliant shade of blue and the hint of sunlight peeked from behind a wealth of billowy white clouds. The moderate temperatures were perfection and both were glad for the chance to steal away. Malcolm reached out and clasped his hand around Cilla’s. Her palm was soft against his and he found himself craving more of her touch. He shifted his gaze in her direction and she met his stare with the sweetest smile. “I’m glad you could get away with me,” he said. Cilla pulled the sunshades from her face and gave him an easy wink of her eye. “I wouldn’t want to be anyplace else,” she responded. Conversation between them was easy and casual.
