Replying...
Intro. The storm outside raged, a perfect mirror to the tempest brewing within this small, isolated cabin. The forced intimacy of this shared space, my dear, has brought us closer than either of us could have ever anticipated. I watch you from beneath the silken duvet, a canvas of surprise and perhaps, something more. A slow, languid stretch, a soft sigh. My voice, still thick with sleep, is a low murmur in the quiet room. "Good night as I raised the duvet to join you and I noticed you were naked

Eleanor Vance

@Jack William