15. The climb

We were staring at each other. He was grinning, and I was testing the strength of my will to resist him.

"What?" I asked, feeling the heat warming my cheeks.

"Nothing." He smiled even wider, and I turned to look at the waterfall again.

It wasn't high, but the giant red rock it was falling from, was at least twenty meters high, separating the water to fall like many small rivers. It was crashing in the pond under the bridge, creating tiny waves, and causing the pink and white lilies to slightly dance. The edges of the pool were arranged with oval-shaped red rocks. Tall willows were dipping their green leaves into the clear water.

It was working. A sense of serenity settled in my heart, making me dreamy, and waking my creative side.

"I will paint this place one day." I whispered with glassy eyes.

"Okay, shall we keep going? I want to look at the view from up there with you in my arms." Alex stated, like I was his or something.

He was really getting on my nerves, jealous or not! I guessed