I was getting irritated.
He seemed to know what was going on in my head, but I was in the dark about his thoughts.
I felt defeated in this round as well.
Damn it! I should just say goodbye to him. Maybe the next one would behave better!
But Caleb pulled me back, and to my great surprise, he picked a wildflower and put it in his hair.
He asked me, "Does this count as blossoming?"
I was stunned.
Before I came to my senses, we were under the same blanket, entwined with each other.
He did look after me well, and I was pleased.
Just a bit exhausted, the kind of tired where you're pleasantly sore and basking in it.
"Caleb."
"Hmm?"
"Do you know that I started with just physical attraction?"
The guy had a body that made me want to get close to him the first time I saw him—in a very intimate way.
Caleb took a moment before he whispered back to me, "I know."
I was so tired and sleepy that my words were slurred, "I fished with a bare hook and you still bite?"
He seemed to respond, but I didn't catch it all.
Anyway, the desert bloomed with roses for me, and that was enough.
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When I showed up in front of Zoe holding Caleb's hand, Zoe just called me Mrs. Wright.