MY EYES WERE CLOSED as Ceasar got closer to me on the bench we were sitting on, his moving closer to mine. And I try not to be intimidated by his bodily features. His wide arms, mullet hair, and just how poetically his entire body is covered in sweats. I have to admit that I was definitely flustered at this point. His silver necklace caught my eye and it looks suited around his neck.
I can feel the wind… soft and brittle. The same as my breath at this very moment.
There was something in his movements, slowly and observing. He settled beside me. I don’t know why but I could feel his movements, articulate and careful.
That was when I realized that his hands were raised up and would softly touch my cheeks, “So like I asked, were you staring at me just now? Am I someone you can’t refuse t
