Romance Flash Fiction:
The forest trail wound left and right through the thickly wooded jungle. Branches of trees slapped me in the face as I hustled as quickly as I could, panting as I went, my heartbeat racing as fast as my legs were able to carry me.
I knew she would be waiting for me at the south side of the river. We had promised to meet there in case we got separated when the native tribe discovered our presence in their backyard. And discovered us, they did. Dodging arrows and angry cannibals in the pouring rain, we had hightailed out of their camp and slipped down a muddy slide down the side of the mountain. That was the last I’d seen of my Aster. And between us, it was no secret that somewhere along the way in our heart-stammering adventure, I had fallen in completely in love with her. Every glance of her deep green eyes and every grin on her soft full lips sent my heart flooding with ecstasy.
Now as I launched my way up the path through cob webs and ferns, and barging through thick branches that formed walls blocking the way, I trudged on. With any luck, Aster wouldn’t have been spotted by the tribe. At least not yet. There was no telling what they would do with her once they had her, and I just couldn’t bear the thought. Soaking in sweat, my clothes still wet from the downpour, I yanked off my shirt and swung it over my shoulder.
Then to my delight, I heard a female voice in the distance – singing! There was a literal ray of hope shining through the thick-leaf jungle trees and lighting on a bay of some kind where the river made a large pool off to the side. When I pulled the tall grass back at the edge of the water, I gasped with unexpected happiness to see Aster. She was bathing in the water naked!
She had her back to me, and turning around in the water, she gasped and blushed at my sight, trying to cover up but not succeeding.
“I do hate to interrupt,” I said grinning. “But they’re coming. They’ll be here any minute. We’ve gotta run.”
There was a long silence before she answered. Surprisingly, she still bathed, rubbing her hands over her creamy skin as she watched me. Finding my eyes, she must have known what I was thinking and seemed to enjoy being ogled by me. Jungle birds hooted and hollered in the trees around us. For a moment as I observed her beauty, I momentarily forgot how treacherous our situation was. I just wanted her. And in my field of vision, she was all that existed in this place, even in the entire world.
“I have a better idea,” she said. “Why don’t you keep watch while I finish up bathing here? I still need to get dressed.”
“I have an even better idea,” I replied, unbuckling my belt with side holster and pistol and letting it drop to the dirt by the water’s edge. “Why don’t I join you? At least when they come, we can tell them … we thoroughly enjoyed their country.”