I’m sick of snow and cold, gray skies and long nights. I’m taking a vacay to somewhere warm and wavy…wanna come along?
I can’t tell you to close your eyes since you have to read to know where we’re going, so you’ll have to be strong and focus. Focus, people, focus! This is a virtual vacation here! Step outside with any Mr. Hunky of your choice. Inhale, deep and slow. Ah, yes. Coconut oil (Hunk just slathered some on. He’ll see to you later, promise). A tinge of salt. A breeze warms your face, and a hint of jasmine perfumes the air, there and gone.
Hunk grabs your hand and tugs you onward down a packed earth path. You trail your free hand along the shrubs lining both sides, the leaves waxy and smooth beneath your fingers. Palm trees tangle in a rustling canopy overhead, and splinters of golden light splash on greenery and blooms of white, a promise of heat to come.
Ahead, beyond Hunk’s broad back, glints of aching blue break through the green and the crush and slide of surf on sand greet your ears. The tension in your shoulders, that last tight, winter hold, melts away with each step. Hunk flashes you a grin, and the foliage breaks.
A sea of turquoise tumbles beyond the stretch of sparkling sand. You stop and kick off your sandals, the sun a soothing hand on your head. Your bare toes sink into the powder-soft sand, and as lift your face to the cloudless sky, Hunk elbows you and points to the ground. Don’t growl at him. Just look and sigh.
Happy V-Day, everyone! Stay warm!