I was lying on my back looking up at Emrald's face. He looked so calm and the soporific effect the sun had on me added to the sensation of being wrapped up in luxury and comfort. My head was on Emrald's shins but he showed no sign that this was uncomfortable for him although I suppose he never complained when I was around. He was holding one of my hands and the clasped hands were up against his face which was angled slightly so that they were almost like a pillow and he was dropping off to sleep. His eyes faced straight ahead and he looked distant, as if he were daydreaming.
"What are you thinking?" I asked.
Emrald looked down at me and smiled. "Guess."
"Um... chocolate?" I teased.
"Well, I suppose that's the colour of your eyes but I was thinking about much more than them. Try again."
"Well, you'd make a fantastic actress since you're such an amazing person but then again you'd be great in any career."
"Oh I know! You're thinking of how you can turn everything I say into a compliment," I said, still joking. I laughed.
Emrald's smile broadened. "You want me to spell it out for you?"
"Yes," I replied.
"You, silly," he said softly.
I rolled off his legs onto my stomach and got up on my knees. I moved towards him, positioned myself just in front of him then said, "What about me?"
Emrald stroked my hair. "Your kiss mainly."
He leant in towards me and our lips brushed. Pleasure swept through my mind and heart before I stopped thinking so I could become immersed in these blissful feelings.