The castle was an old ruin on a cliff top in Northumberland with breathtaking views along the coastline. The walls either side were mostly intact but the strong seas winds had eroded the other two ancient walls which stood facing the sea. The meeting had been arranged via text and and he lay out a blanket on the grass in the middle of the ruin he hoped she would not be held up by everyday life.
He brought food and wine, more as to show the effort made rather than any hope they would dine. Thick black clouds gathered like eager spectators and he feared any more delays would end on this meeting being a washout.
His fears were unfounded, she arrived moments later and he eagerly watched her approach. Her beautiful blonde hair danced in the breeze. Her hips swayed in her long summery skirt which immediately set his mind forward to a point when he could grab those hips and pull them towards him.
She beamed the most beautiful smile and kneeled down on the blanket. She had not come to dine either. She leaned over and kissed him very gently, lingering her open mouth over his and gently sliding her tongue to caress his lips. She felt the shiver in his breath which let her know he was feeling everything she did. As they separated they stared into each other eyes. They were both glassy and full of desire.
The heavens opened and thick slabs of rain started to punctuate the summer sunshine and rumbles of thunder rolled in from the winding coastline.