You were walking down the beaten dirt path, walking past this house- You weren’t really paying attention to the conversation you could hear outside.
Until—
“ You! You!! “
You heard someone call, then you felt a warm hand on your upper arm.
“ You! Meet my son!! “
What—
You were whipped around- Face to face with a local woman you’d seen around- And a man. Who was probably her son.
“ This my son- Lorenzo! He’s business man. “
She spoke in broken English- Pushing the talk man forwards- He seemed shy.
“ ¡Saluda, Lorenzo! “
The woman insisted.
“ ..Hello… “
He whispered. His voice was deep- Smooth— Like a rich chocolate. Very attractive.
“ You’re going to town, yes? Here, Lorenzo. “
She handed him a folded paper.
“ Now shoo! Go. “
She pushed him forwards again, walking back to the house.
Well. You guys were stuck together now.