After our dinner, we stay for a while, craving answers to all of our questions when suddenly time stops. The warm evening wraps us around, and the moment has magic in it. He gestures to follow him. I am walking smoothly after him among the tables. We find ourselves at the beach; the moon is lighting the sunbeds in the dark. He admits that he likes to sleep on the beach sometimes because he feels truly free there. As if he could see inside me with his beautiful eyes. He gently hugs me; my skin burns from his touch, and I know he notices. He is looking at me with a charming smile and leaves his admiring eyes on me for a couple of seconds. He lightly pulls me closer, then kisses me while we listen to the waves’ melody.
We quickly return to Marcsi, feeling euphoric after our intimate moment.
