The sky was a clear gray, the car parked under a roadside Chinese parasol tree. He was dressed in black, his velveteen overcoat buttoned up high with not a spot to be seen. Half of his face was slightly hidden with his black hair falling onto his forehead, swaying in the wind, slightly disheveled, highlighting his flirtatious eyes that were smirking but not truly.
They truly dimmed the light of the sky and clouds.
She, on the other hand, couldn't help but laugh.
She ran over towards him, suddenly rushing into his arms, and he firmly caught her, squeezed her slender waist, and whispered into her ear, "Behave yourself, I haven't proposed yet."
Yvonne Finley tiptoed and pecked his chin, "Must you act innocent after gaining an advantage? Look who's grinning now."
Caleb Baker pinched her cheek, promptly holding her and attempting to stuff her into the car, "Kiss me here."
He pointed to his lips.
Yvonne Finley glanced around, "Impossible, just get in the car."
