It was the customary image of a couple in love.
Rain drizzled in the busy metropolis of London. It was not quite yet a storm, merely a spill from the gray heavens and not an immediate worry. The couple took their time, unconcerned, shoulders brushing, listening to the patter of raindrops on their shared umbrella, and occasionally squeezing each other's hands on sweet, fluttering impulses.
Her heart was dancing to the rain as they walked. Her skin may be cold but everything inside her was warm like little embers in a stove. It was after some private indecision where she finally pushed her shyness away that [Name] tilted her head to look at Arthur. She found that he was also looking at her. The little coincidence was acknowledged by a blushing smile, making Arthur's heart skip a beat and he jerked away too. The intertwined fingers shifted for a flustered moment and then settled, content to remain woven and warm. [Name] drifted a free hand to her shoulder and covered the glimpse of skin w