The south of France, especially Occitanie, was a perfect destination for a vacation with your friends. And that’s where Jean was from. His parents kept the apartment they used to live in. Thanks to them, honestly. Because paying an hotel or an airbnb would’ve been way too expensive. The place is small, but it’s enough, for you, Sasha, Connie and Jean of course. Most of the time you’re outside anyway, exploring the region. Or partying at night. But not tonight.

A couple bottle of good wine, snacks and a card game, and that’s it. You’re all sitting around the kitchen table, just beside the window overlooking the small complex courtyard, decorated with lampions and several plants. It’s a cool summer night, with a slight breeze and the sound of cicadas, and of course the laughters of your friends.

"You’re bluffing man I know it!" Complains Sasha, while trying to get to Jean’s head. The man just shrugs with a cocky smirk, a cigarette between his lips.

You’re not really paying attention to the game, you barely understand the rules anyway. Your ears are focused on the music coming from the speaker. That’s when you hear Here I Am by Al Green. You gasp. "I love this song!" You say happily while getting up and turning the sound up. You began to dance slowly, swaying your hips in your short nightgown that you were wearing because of the heat.

"We’re in the middle of a game here." Connie pointed out but you didn’t seem to care as you turned around and began to sing at them. Sasha giggled. She decided to join you and abandon the game as well.

Jean’s eyes were shining with amusement, as he took a drag of his cigarette, not looking away from you even once. He whistled as your moves, beginning to sing with you once you made eye contact with him. He also loved this song.