Summer passion outdoors

The sun was burning from the sky as Clara sat down by the sparkling lake. Her beige sandals crunched softly in the fine, warm sand as she straightened her light blue shorts and loose white top. It was summer and the wind was playing softly with her long brown hair. Clara enjoyed the freedom that this time of year brought, and as she saw the people around her, she was flooded with a sense of adventure. In the distance, she recognized Marco, an old friend from school days who also wanted to enjoy the summer at the lake. His athletic figure and the big smile he threw at her made her heart beat faster. The water sparkled invitingly and Miriam, Clara's friend, motivated her to go to him. “Come on, take the first step! ” she whispered and winked. Clara hesitated. But in the end, the thought of playing with Marco exposed her inner fire. She moved closer, the heat crackling between them as their eyes met. The air was full of excitement and as they came closer together Clara could smell the warm scent of his skin. “We should go swimming,” he suggested and the look in his eyes was promising. Clara was drawn to his presence, as if summer itself had become a catalyst for her most secret wishes at that moment. The urge to get closer became overwhelming. As she strode across the bridge and Clara leaned over to him, she noticed how her shoulders touched each other slightly, the tingling in the air became stronger. Passers-by around them blurred, the rest of the world became meaningless. Marco smiled, his eyes flashed in the sunlight. They were only millimeters away, and in the intense silence their hearts listened, which moved at the same rhythm. Time stopped, and in a matter of seconds, Clara found herself ready to play the game. Her thoughts rolled over as she thought Marco would finally move forward. But just then, a faint smile crept onto his face as she took the next step, which she had never dared to take.