“Why do you take showers?”
He stared at me blankly. “To get clean.”
“Exactly! The rain is pure. A gift from God. It cleanses the land, helps things grow.” I let go of his hand and started walking backward so I was facing him. “You take a shower or bath to cleanse your body, but you walk in the rain to cleanse your heart and soul.”
“Oh,” he spoke.
I laughed. “Feel the rain. Lift your hands up and feel how it falls on them.” I took his hands and faced them upwards. A small smile fell upon his lips as he stared at me. “I’m sure your soul needs a lot of cleansing. Take it all in, Parker.”
“Thanks, Emerson.” He frowned.
I laughed as I let go of his hands and picked up the pace in front of him. Before I knew it, he came up from behind and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. I stopped, placing my hands on his arms.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking in all the beauty.” He kissed my cheek.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Alex
Watching her dance in the rain was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen. The way she viewed life and things were so different from how I viewed them, yet the way she did started making sense to me.
I let go of her, and she turned around and looked at me, wiping the rain from my face.
“We can go back to the cottage if you want.”
I gave her a small smile as I placed my hands on each side of her face. “No. Let’s walk a while longer.”
The corners of her mouth curved upward, and I hooked my arm around her as we continued our journey in the rain. Suddenly, the rain stopped out of nowhere, and the sun reappeared.
“Guess it’s time to go back now and change out of these wet clothes.” She smiled.
“Let’s go.”
When we entered the cottage, I first kicked off my shoes and took off my wet shirt before starting the water for a bath.
“What are you doing? Are you taking a shower?” she asked as she began to strip out of her wet clothes.
“Weare taking a bath together.”
“Oh?” She arched her brow.
I took off my soaking wet pants and boxers and held my hand out to her. “Are you coming?”
“You tell me.” She bit down on her sexy lip.
“Get over here.”
She walked towards me and took my hand. As I led her into the bathroom, she stopped me as I was about to climb into the bathtub.
“Stop.”
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“There’s no bubbles.”
“Really? Do we really need bubbles?”