Re: Viktor and Melinda and open
Melinda’s eyes drifted down to Viktor’s lips, so warm on her fingers, though not as warm as his hand holding hers. Looking back up, she met his eyes, holding his gaze for a long moment. “All that’s missing is the wind and the sun,” she sighed contently, chuckling as she nudged his foot again, and moved a little closer so she could lean against him.
“Do you have any plans for the summer?” she asked, reaching over her free hand to trace the tip of her finger against the veins on the back of his hand.