The air hadn't warmed yet and the water, though tepid, was refreshing as he floated idly awaiting Jennifer's arrival. "Got cha!” Peter heard the shriek as two soft hands sent him to the bottom. Spluttering and coughing he surfaced to see Jennifer's face close to his. "Jennifer, I love you so damn much it hurts, but that won't save you!” and he dived to catch her. Lifting her high against his chest he growled, "I do love you and I've been so bloody foolish." "No, not foolish,” she exclaimed, "just very, very patient and considerate." She bent her head until their lips touched and she allowed her passionate longing to flow into him. Then, breathless, she struggled free. Shrieking, she fled for the poolside and breakfast. Her message was unspoken but clear. Peter pretended not to have understood as they trooped off exploring yet again. He led the way with an urgency that surprised Jennifer. In Arab Street, he seemed to be searching for something as he studied the windows. Surprised by the wealth of materials and the rich variety of carvings on offer, Jennifer straggled behind until Peter led her into a shop heavy with incense.
What do You think about Without You I Have Nothing?
