I got up from the sunbed, the cool evening air hitting my skin like a warning of the storm to come. I pulled Kim with me by the hand, her fingers intertwining with mine as she stood, that soft, teasing smile lighting up her face despite the wind whipping her hair wildly. We walked to the edge of the balcony, the railing overlooking the sprawling city lights below—a glittering ocean of neon and headlights, the distant hum of traffic mixing with the growing rumble of thunder.
Kim shivered as she slid her pants down her legs, the fabric pooling at her ankles before she kicked them aside. The cold bit at her bare skin, raising goosebumps along her thighs, but her eyes stayed locked on mine, dark with want. I stepped behind her, my body pressing close to shield her from the wind, my chest against her back, heat radiating from me to chase away the chill.
