Swimming to Lundy by Amanda Prowse

Author:Amanda Prowse [Prowse, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lake Union Publishing
Published: 2024-08-06T00:00:00+00:00

The morning light crept gently across the ceiling as she woke in the arms of the man she loved! Loved! It was exciting, life-affirming and the most glorious feeling she could imagine.

‘Morning.’ He yawned, pulling her towards him. ‘Tawrie.’ He sat up slightly and she nestled against his chest.

‘What?’

‘I . . . I can’t think straight!’ He gave a nervous laugh.

She understood, knowing that to be wrapped in this bubble of love was indeed brain-scrambling. She felt drunk without having consumed a drop!

‘It’s okay, I understand.’ She kissed his chin. ‘This is such a lovely room.’ She stared at the eaves of the bedroom, once an attic, liking the irregular shapes. ‘But sadly I have to go; I need to get to Hele Bay.’

‘Course you do, little mermaid. Actually’ – he sat up, leaning against the wooden headboard – ‘that would be a better name for your swim group. You know peacocks can’t swim, don’t you?’

‘Not at all?’ The thought made her laugh. Of all the swimming creatures Maudie and Jago could have chosen.

‘Not at all, they’d sink like stones!’

‘Think I’ll keep that to myself.’

‘So this swimming malarkey, why are you so hooked?’ He wrapped his arm around her bare shoulders and pulled her close to him, her head now resting in the slight dip between his chest and throat. She could feel his heart beating against her cheek.

‘It’s weird really. I’ve always liked cycling, pottering around on my bike and walking – hard not to like walking when you live in Fore Street.’

‘True.’ He chuckled.

‘Then I saw a couple of videos online of people wild swimming and it wasn’t so much the swimming but the way they looked when they got out of the water: just exhilarated! Happy! Rosy cheeked. And some wild swimmers who come into the café to cosy up after their swim, they had this air about them, and I thought, I could do with a bit of that! And it’s turned into my favourite thing.’

‘I get it.’ He sighed.

‘So come on, what’s your favourite thing?’

‘This!’ He squeezed her tightly. ‘This is my favourite thing!’

‘I wasn’t joking, I want to know!’

‘I’m not joking!’ he countered.

‘But I mean, you’ve done this before?’

‘What? Sex?’ he shrieked. ‘Are you suggesting I’m a novice?’

‘No, not that.’ She felt her face blush. ‘I mean this!’ She pointed back and forth between them. ‘This whole loving thing, which sounds odd but I don’t know how else to say it.’

‘Where to begin?’ He closed his eyes and wiped his face with his palm. ‘Why, have you done this before?’ He pulled away slightly and looked at her.

She took her time, knowing this history sharing was important, more stepping stones to help them along the way. ‘I’ve had a couple of boyfriends, one serious-ish, Jamie, who I was with when we were at school and then for a few years after. But it just’ – she made a dull pop noise with her mouth – ‘fizzled. He’s a fisherman, part of the lifeboat crew and he’s happily married with a little one.

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