“I'm used to my father being like that,” Casey said.
“What do you want to do first?” William asked, trying to change the subject.
“Dinner? Bed? Go for a swim?”
“Well dear, I am famished,” Casey said, tightening her embrace. “Lisa told me that
there was a good restaurant in town that we could go to. Let's eat, swim and then
spend the rest of the night in bed.”
“Sounds like a plan,” William said then kissed his bride.
After arriving back at the cottage, Casey walked out to the small beach. It was ten
feet from where the beach started to the lake. William put their to- go boxes in
the refrigerator and joined her.
The setting sun produced an orange glow in the sky. Casey stared out across the
lake. The sun reflected off the lake and the waves created orange ripples.
She offered William her hand and he took it.
“It's so beautiful out here,” Casey told him. She kicked her shoes off.
William tried to do the same but couldn't. He tried taking his Converses off using
one hand so he could continue holding his wife's hand but it proved to be
impossible.
Casey let go of his hands so he could take his socks and shoes off.
Once completed, Casey offered her hand again. William took it and she led him out
into the lake.
He wore jeans. She wore a sundress. Once the water came up to their knees, Casey
kissed him.
William gazed into her eyes, he could see the orange glow of the sun reflecting
into them. She smiled and kissed him again.
Her smile felt warmer than the air around them. William could feel his jeans absorb