((Note: The below events took place the during the day of August 29th))
Johnny opened his eyes slowly and looked at the woman nestled so comfortably next to him, her head resting on his shoulder. Her dark hair was a heavy weight across his chest, and his lips curved in a tender smile. His free hand came up to touch that mass of curls, long fingers lightly smoothing, caressing the fine silky texture. She shifted in her sleep, mumbled something incoherent, and he took the opportunity to slide free, settling her head gently down on the pillows.
Easing off of the mattress he stood, then bent back long enough to kiss her temple lightly and watch the little smile that crept onto her face, even in her sleep. Usually to leave the loft, he simply sat at the edge and jumped down ? now he didn?t want to wake her, and so he actually climbed down the ladder. Barefoot and bare-chested he padded around the studio, the loose cotton weave of his pajama bottoms brushing against the floor. His studio didn?t have an actual kitchen, but he did have a small hotplate and a kettle to make coffee in.
The coffee was almost done, its scent filling the room, when Sianna peeked over the edge of the loft, her face still flushed with sleep and her pure blue eyes heavy-lidded. She was wearing the top to his pajamas, her hair was hanging in a tangled mess around her face, and when she smiled sweetly at him, she was so lovely that his heart nearly stopped. He was transfixed, and a smile spread slowly across his face to match hers.
?G?mornin? ta ya, m?gal. I was thinkin? ? did ya have any big plans fer th? day? Would ya be willin? ta help me bring some stuff out ta th? farm I took over, an? do some cleanin? ou? there?? She had vanished back out of his line of sight while he was speaking, and he poured them both large mugs of coffee while she rustled about up in the loft. She reappeared shortly, climbing down the ladder and taking one of those mugs with a brilliant smile. He couldn?t take his eyes from her, and when she nodded affirmatively while taking a sip of her coffee, he grinned broadly.
A short time later they were in the Marketplace, haggling for supplies, both to clean with and some food that could be laid by for an indefinite amount of time. Loading the various parcels onto the horse-drawn wagon Johnny had rented for the day, their next stop was a quick one at the Red Dragon Inn, just long enough for Sianna to run inside and change from that beautiful dress of blue silk ? so impractical for cleaning ? to something sturdier. That accomplished, they headed north, the heavily-loaded wagon rumbling over the uneven road.
Johnny opened his eyes slowly and looked at the woman nestled so comfortably next to him, her head resting on his shoulder. Her dark hair was a heavy weight across his chest, and his lips curved in a tender smile. His free hand came up to touch that mass of curls, long fingers lightly smoothing, caressing the fine silky texture. She shifted in her sleep, mumbled something incoherent, and he took the opportunity to slide free, settling her head gently down on the pillows.
Easing off of the mattress he stood, then bent back long enough to kiss her temple lightly and watch the little smile that crept onto her face, even in her sleep. Usually to leave the loft, he simply sat at the edge and jumped down ? now he didn?t want to wake her, and so he actually climbed down the ladder. Barefoot and bare-chested he padded around the studio, the loose cotton weave of his pajama bottoms brushing against the floor. His studio didn?t have an actual kitchen, but he did have a small hotplate and a kettle to make coffee in.
The coffee was almost done, its scent filling the room, when Sianna peeked over the edge of the loft, her face still flushed with sleep and her pure blue eyes heavy-lidded. She was wearing the top to his pajamas, her hair was hanging in a tangled mess around her face, and when she smiled sweetly at him, she was so lovely that his heart nearly stopped. He was transfixed, and a smile spread slowly across his face to match hers.
?G?mornin? ta ya, m?gal. I was thinkin? ? did ya have any big plans fer th? day? Would ya be willin? ta help me bring some stuff out ta th? farm I took over, an? do some cleanin? ou? there?? She had vanished back out of his line of sight while he was speaking, and he poured them both large mugs of coffee while she rustled about up in the loft. She reappeared shortly, climbing down the ladder and taking one of those mugs with a brilliant smile. He couldn?t take his eyes from her, and when she nodded affirmatively while taking a sip of her coffee, he grinned broadly.
A short time later they were in the Marketplace, haggling for supplies, both to clean with and some food that could be laid by for an indefinite amount of time. Loading the various parcels onto the horse-drawn wagon Johnny had rented for the day, their next stop was a quick one at the Red Dragon Inn, just long enough for Sianna to run inside and change from that beautiful dress of blue silk ? so impractical for cleaning ? to something sturdier. That accomplished, they headed north, the heavily-loaded wagon rumbling over the uneven road.