She had never been one to fall for petty and pretty words, so why was she back here again?
Natalya stared at the Spanish musician, and wondered why she cared enough about coming here again and what he had said to her the last time.
He seemed strange to not be wearing a coat and gloves as well as a scarf in this weather yet his eyes twinkled in pure joy.
His fingers strummed across the guitar, gaily.
Like most musicians, Antonio wore his heart on his sleeve.
It was no surprise that it was clear when Antonio had fallen in love or had a small crush on someone.
Natalya watched as he finished the song.
His eyes seemed to twinkle even more when he saw her as he looked up.
His smile widened, "Hermosa, welcome back."
She rolled her eyes at him, but she found herself blushing faintly as she realized that he started singing a love song that incorporated both Spanish and English lyrics with in it.
Antonio poured his heart in to his words as he sang with that alluring Spanish accent of his.
Natalya absorbed the words despite not speaking Spanish nor understanding it and the only words that she knew the meaning to were the English ones.
"Come on!" Antonio followed his new girlfriend up the steps.
"You need to stop being that way." Natalya hissed.
"I can't help it." Antonio whined.
Natalya found it easier to do realistic things and possibly plan things out rather than go with the flow like Antonio did.
She had no idea how he could do that or even be that way.
Their wedding was on a Spanish beach in Spain, and was beautiful yet lighthearted in appearance.
Their honeymoon would be a tour of Europe or a small one anyway.
Natalya still wondered how she let Antonio talk her in to the small European tour.
Natalya pulled the coat over her husband before he left the house to play on his corner in the snow, "We have the money to make sure that you don't freeze."
Antonio chuckled.
Natalya rolled her eyes, "Don't forget about winter as it does snow here."
"I know, I know." Antonio chuckled, lightheartedly.
"You make me worry too much about you with your forgetfullness." Natalya sighed.
"I'll be fine." Antonio reassured her and kissed her lips.
"I know." Natalya sighed and smiled faintly up at him.
She leaned forward to kiss him back, and Antonio held her close.
"Will you come see me again today?" Antonio asked his wife.
"Of course." She smiled as she looked at her husband and thought of when they first met while he played and sung at his corner.
It had been a complete loop, but it was a pleasant one.