The soft pitter-patter of the hard rain hits against the window pane. We are intertwined on the bed together, I sipping on a hot honey lemon tea while reading a romance novel that he thinks is too boring for his liking; him playing a video game of some sort that I don't fully understand, I do find myself pulling away from my book every now and again to just watch the game progress. We are alone. together. It's comforting and serene. The slow and low rumbles of the thunder shake the entire house; I'm okay though. I feel safe.

I sternly place down my book on the solid oak end table enough to make a thud sound right beside the tea that is now starting to feel more cold than hot. I nudge in closer, almost knocking the controller out of his hand. He's burly, much taller and bulkier than my small fairy-like proportions. I give him a mischievous grin, scrunching my nose in the process.

"What? What would you like, my darling?" He already knows that I want something, I love it when he calls me his darling it makes me feel like a giddy school girl even after 10 years of being together.

"Okay, so I need you to hear me out. Let's go outside" I suggest with a playful connotation in my voice

"Elizabeth, It's storming outside. I don't think it's..."

"I know it's storming, James. It's the perfect time to go out and run and jump in puddles" I quickly interrupt.

He sighs, I know it's begrudgingly but I still get my way; I can focus on making it enjoyable in the moment. Right now getting him outside with me is the main focus. That's my goal.

We step out onto the gravel outside of our tiny acreage; I breathe in the moment. Inhale. Exhale. I take off my shoes, much like a child I run - I imagine myself as a cheetah. James stares at me, wide-eyed and wonderous. I sing and frolic carelessly, being mindful in the moment and the rain cascades from the sky.

I pause momentarily, to bring James in close. I get up on my highest of tippy toes while pulling him in close to me, we're both soaked from head to toe. I don't care, I'm content. I embrace him all while maintaining eye contact with his green eyes. They remind me of the forest during summer mainly green with specs of brown scattered throughout. He leans into me, his hands cupping my face upwards towards him - we kiss. It's still magical every single time. Once we pull away from one another I pull on his arm to join me dancing; we twirl and jump and fall. We fall further in love. These are our moments. Our times that we get caught dancing in the rain.