Love notes 2

"What are you doing?"

Michonne climbed from the stream and followed Rick until they reached the trees. It was hot enough to be hell on earth. Rick didn't have access to a thermometer but he'd guess it was upward of 95 degrees.

Once they say down under the tree where it was shady he took her foot in his hands.

"Rick..."

"You said your feet were sore."

She watched him as he set to work, a look of deep concentration on his face.

"You don't have to rub my feet."

"No, I don't," he agreed.

Michonne want about to argue. It felt to good, sitting there under the deep shade of the trees, feeling his fingers expertly rub the Downes from her feet. She lay back in the grass, forgetting she was in a pair of shorts that were a little too big for her. Rick's eyes wandered up her thighs to find he could see her patch, just at the edge. It looked a little wild and unruly.

Travel didn't allow for the women to have much opportunity to shave and since she was single she didn't make trimming her snatch a priority. It was fine by Rick. He enjoyed the sight, wanted to reach into that patch and find her underneath someday. He just doubted today would be it.

By the time Rick finished with her second foot, and had massaged the muscles of her calves, Michonne could barely keep her eyes open.

"Sorry," she said, and yawned. She stretched and he could see a patch of yummy belly skin he wanted to lick.

"We've got time for a nap," he said, and stretched out beside her.

They looked up at the blue sky that they could see through the trees.

"Walker might come by."

"Three people are on perimeter duty. We're fine. You rest."

She took hold of his hand and started to drift off. "Why are you being so sweet?"

Rick yawned, barely able to keep his eyes open. "You deserve it."

A few seconds later they drifted off to sleep.