"I just can't see, and my body is still strong." Isaac dipped his head, his kiss a fierce counterpoint to her worry.

Their reunion was long overdue.

Absence had fueled a desperate longing, not just in his heart, but in his body as well.

Willie, their ever-watchful sentinel, stood guard outside. No interruptions would mar this stolen day.

From sunrise to dusk, they remained entangled in each other's arms.

Camila stirred from a sleep-induced haze, catching snippets of Isaac's conversation with Willie. Food, it seemed.

"Hungry?" she mumbled, blinking away the remnants of sleep.

Isaac stretched the question echoing back. “You should be. What time is it anyway?"

A glance at the clock revealed a shocking truth: evening had already painted the sky in shades of violet.

She'd arrived in the morning, and yet the day had dissolved within the confines of their embrace.

With a sheepish grin, she began tidying her clothes.

“Let me help you wash up?" she offered.

His blindness rendered even a simple shower a challenge.

He might require help.

“Alright,” he conceded, a hint of vulnerability in his voice.

A playful smile touched Camila's lips. “Doesn't being blind bother you?"

Isaac's pride had been bruised before, but after their passionate encounter, he didn't mind letting his vulnerability show in front of her.

It used to be a constant source of irritation, but now... now it was different.

She gently guided him from the bed and towards the bathroom.

Perhaps fueled by the intensity of their reunion, they found themselves entangled again, the steamy confines amplifying their desires.