"So what time is our plane today?" came a voice from the bathroom.
Michael was standing by the window, looking out at the Vegas skyline. It truly was an oasis in the middle of nowhere.
"Around 3. We should get lunch before we go."
The city of sin. A safehouse for everyone who does not want to be known. For anyone who just needs to get away.
"Sure, that works." Linda finally came out of the bathroom. She nothing but a towel on, and you could still see the drops of water from her hair on her shoulders. Dripping, and slowly rolling down her back, just to be absorbed by the towel.
"someday they’ll all know…she’s so beautiful…" thought Michael as he turned around and looked at Linda.
She came up to him, close enough so that he could smell the coconut from her hair, but far enough so that he just couldnt quite kiss her. There was a moment, a bit longer than a standard blink, where he felt it all rush to him. Everything that he was doing, everything that was wrong, all the people he was hurting. The moment passed though, just as it came, and the remorse went with it.
"You know we can’t keep living like this. You have to make up your mind. Do you want to be with me and accept all my problems, or would you rather go back to your family and your perfect life?"
Outside the morning was gloomy. There were small drops of water streaming down the window. The lights of the city played with the water, bending themselves in every way as they passed through it.
"You know I love you, Linda. I want to be with you, but there is just so much stopping me. I can’t just leave, I can’t run away. I care for you, and I will be there for you through everything. I will be your savior."
Michael liked that. He liked how, no matter what he would say, the outcome would be the same. She would still depend on him, want to be with him. He would be completely in control of her feelings and actions. Inside of himself, Michael was smiling.
"Thank you, Michael. I love you too. I guess I do need someone there for me right now, and it’s great that you’re here for me."
Michael turned around and Linda hugged him from behind. Looking out the window, he saw a bolt of lightning shoot through the sky in the distance. There was a soft boom of thunder from over the mountains, and then silence. Nothing but the breathing of the two lovers, and the quiet tapping of the rain on the window.
"Happy one year aniversary, dear."
"Happy one year aniversary to you too, honey."