I turn off the lights and settle down, my body relaxing as sleep takes me.
I’m not sure what disturbs me, but I find myself drawn out of my slumber.
I remove my headphones.
Damn, I fell asleep while listening.
Something woke me.
I lie still and listen.
It’s then I hear it. Kat moving. Turning one way, and then the other. Eventually, she gives a harrumph. I sense her move in the dark and watch as she grabs her duvet and blanket.
She makes her way to the door, stopping to look over at me. I lay still, wondering what she’s doing.
She sighs before opening the terrace door and slipping outside, closing it behind her.
What the?
I sit up and watch as Kat moves to one of the plush sun loungers. She sits down before pulling the covers over herself.
No way.
I get up and pad towards the door.
I open it, and she yelps, twisting to face me.
“Shit, you scared me!” Kat says, her hand going to her chest.
“What the hell are you doing?” I ask.
She turns and faces me, one eyebrow cocked. “What does it look like? I’m taking in the view.”
I fold my arms over my chest. “In the middle of the night? In the pitch black?”
She pinches her lips, but remains silent.
“You’ll be eaten alive,” I tell her, leaning against the door frame.
Her face sinks, she obviously hadn’t thought of that.
“I can’t sleep. This is comfier,” Kat says, spinning her legs back up and onto the sun lounger.
It’s then that the first drop of rain hits.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” she says, dropping her head back and closing her eyes.
The wind picks up, and the heavens open. The joys of a tropical storm.
I race forward and grab Kat’s bedding before heading back through the open door.
Kat remains on the sun lounger.
I watch on from the doorway as she lifts her face towards the sky, her hair and nightdress clinging to her. She stands up and holds out her arms, spinning in the rain, her laugh filled with wonder and delight.
Her eyes sparkle as she turns towards me. I shake my head and smile. She always enjoyed the rain.
How had I forgotten that?
