She was relieved. The heat from the campfire was slowly warming her up. It had been a cold night, almost frozen. The heat soothed her. She rubbed her hands frivolously and looked at him. She wasn't aware of him until a few months back. Ofcourse she knew that he existed, but today it was a different story altogether. The wind blew smooth and stirred the fire. But the strong earth beneath refused to let go. She smiled. For once, fire and earth coexisted. Funny, she had always thought that, that could never happen.
He looked up at her and smiled. She just winked back. He came close and held her tight. Suddenly, she felt no need for the fire anymore. The warmth of his body mingled with her madness. As his fingers trailed down her back, she felt the fire burning inside her. She held him close and perched her chin on his shoulder. Her breath on his neck, stirred something inside him. He held her tight, as if to never let her go. It sure was an unusual sight as fire, earth and air enveloped them sealing them into the world. Yet, they were so far away from it, in a world of their own.
From then, every thing felt special. Every gaze stole her heart. Every touch melted her skin. Every word grazed her ears and met her soul. They spoke, way into the night. They felt no fear. No cold. No heat. This was a moment of passion guided by love. Her eyes sparkled to reflect his smile. The stars shone down celebrating their moment.
Making love under the stars had always been her fantasy. That day, as she sat snuggled in his strong arms, the fantasy changed.
Every dream of hers was now turning into a reality. Since when did her luck change? Since when did God shower only blessings on her? Since when did Murphy take a break? Or rather give up? Since when did life start seeming perfect?
Perhaps since the day she realised that she wanted to spend the rest of her life holding his hands.