"Lucky is the breeze to kiss your skin," said the man behind me. I snorted at his words.
"Everyone's skin has been kissed by this cool breeze. Nobody's spared."
"That's agreeable," he gave a soft laugh.
I smiled. Caleb was a fine man. We were introduced after the whole program. He was as tall as Caelan, I guess. With eyes that seemed to be always smiling, he’d got me comfortable in a wink. At a glance, there's no doubt Caleb was a charismatic man. The way he carried himself exuded confidence and, at the same time, gentleness. I wondered how a man like him stayed single—or should I really trust men's words when they said they were single?
"Don't you wanna swim?" I asked him.
"Nope, too cold to get soaked in the water at this time of the evening. I'd rather get cozy with someone in fron
