SAIL AWAY, SAIL AWAY

by PearlAnn SnowStar

(thank you, Enya, for the title)

He was so muscular, so yummy. Let other women keep their clean-shaven hunks. She preferred her golden blonde hairy-chested man.

Catherine smiled. This was another great Anniversary celebration. Alone. On a sailboat. Near an island. OK, she was wearing a life jacket and he preferred not to. In a way, she was grateful he didn’t. As he took care of sailing the boat, she kept watching him, hoping that he wouldn’t be too tired tonight.

He turned; his face was red. He smiled. “We are near the shore. Ready for our beach picnic?”

She nodded. Definitely and much more.