We stayed like this for a little eternity.

We broke apart after a little ball of fur found its way between us.

He laughed.

I smiled.

“Is this your friend.”

I nodded slightly.

In such a short time I made two friends.

It was incredible.

Unbelievable.

“Mine too.”

He petted the squirrel with his gentle hands.

He looked at me.

I looked at him.

It was a silent agreement.

We started walking.

Together.

I reached out for his hand.

I met his half-way through.

The touch was hot and burned my skin.

It was amazing.

We slowly intertwined our fingers one by one.

A dance of hands.

Skin on skin.

Longing for warmth.

Desire for more.