Sparks flying Stories

I sit next to you, holding hands, our fingers intertwined. My best friend, my companion, my husband. The father of our daughters. My world. Our love has grown and strengthened ever since that first furtive glance. That first overt kiss. Sending shockwaves of desire and passion surging. Overwhelming me. Dare I say? Conquering me. We both stare deeply into the flames burning in the fire pit before us. Embers glowing, giving...