Over an hour later, Gem sat up and looked out over the lake. Lightning flashed on the horizon. She could feel a drop in the barometric pressure. She looked down at Ross. He was lying on his back with one arm under his head, staring up at the stars.
“It is going to rain. We should find shelter,” she suggested.
“Okay,” he replied in a relaxed voice.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked, leaning over him.
He looked at her and smiled. “You, the universe, nothing,” he replied, sitting up when she pulled back.
She grabbed his sweater and pulled it on. Bowing her head, she bit her bottom lip when she pulled the material over her tender breasts. Her whole body felt well and truly loved.
Ross had touched Gem in places where no man had ever touched her before and, oh, what he had done with
