Tri-genre Scene 4

Shafts of bright gold sunlight turned patches of summer flowers to primary colors creating a passageway of fresh greens and golds for Susanna to chase as she ran to the caravanserei where Travis, her betrothed stood bare-chested, all man, sweating in the summer heat, his tattoos shimmering with lust, his chest and arms rippling with muscle. He dropped his tools and closed the distance in long strides. "I thought I'd never see you again." Susanna's ample breasts heaved against Travis' bare torso.