Gemotions

Her fingers danced across the list, tracing each goal. “Learn to play the ukulele.” Funny, she’d always thought he was secretly musical. “Write a novel.” He’d always been so private about his creative side. Number ten: "Go skinny dipping." A blush crept across her face.

A wave of energy pulsed through her. The air in the room felt charged. She’d known him for years, but this felt… new. The mundane suddenly seemed less so. She was buzzing, like a wire connected to the mains. She grabbed his guitar and started to strum, feeling a thrill she hadn't known she possessed.