Neutralised

Elias’s hands moved with purpose, his touch igniting sparks along her skin. They were both seeking refuge in each other, using the language of touch to banish the shadows that threatened to consume them. As their bodies melded together, their connection became a lifeline, a lifeline that they held onto with unwavering determination. Afterwards, Callie and Elias lay tangled in each other’s arms, panting. The room was cloaked in a contented stillness, a sanctuary from the outside world. Elias’s gaze shifted from the ceiling to Callie, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. ‘Well, I’d say that was one hell of a morning,’ he quipped, his voice a low rumble. Callie giggled. Then she pulled the pillow over her face, suddenly feeling shy after the fact. ‘I don’t know what came over me.’ ‘Hey.’ Elias traced a finger on her arm. ‘You are my wife. What you did is perfectly natural.’ He added with a grin, ‘And much appreciated.’ The burnt toast sat neglected on the kitchen counter. Elias pus