Cold night

How did he know? His eyes were closed and she hadn't even shivered or made a sound.

"No," she lied. She knew he wasn't even wearing a coat today so he will surely take her back the instant she said she is cold.

"Don't lie, I can feel your body temperature lowering and circulation of your blood is not as rapid as it was before." He slowly opened his eyes and gazed at her, taking in the beautiful view she offered.

Her golden hair waved in the light breeze, the way her clothes hugged her perfect body as she sat with her knees bit raised. Her hands on the grass formed an arc and her eyes were fixed on him. A single firefly danced above her head. She seemed like a fairy of this enchanting meadow and he had fallen under her spell.

"I don't want to go back yet. I want to stay here for a bit longer." She finally spoke not breaking eye contact with him.