He asked her on the porch: "Will you fall in love when you're there?"
Not a second. Not a beat later.
"No."
Silence followed. He smiled. Seemingly a small change to her was a large change to him. He confronted her hungry to know the answer
"Well...you know..." Her voices trails off. the "No" echoes in her mind.
She already fell in love with Her and herself she wanted to wait patiently for the sun to appear over the horizon, as the moon was still bathing the wine soaked pavement