A Late September Noon

"Why?", she breathed - her eyes fixed on the nothingness spread before them. The Autumn breeze kept picking up - whistling and low-key howling - slithered a strange chill along their bones. Had he not been watching her as closely as he was, he would've never known she had asked something. "Why what, Carino?", he whispered gently, waiting for her to speak. Something. Anything. He wanted her to speak - even if he knew exactly what she meant by her why. Tilting his head towards her when she looked at him warily, "You'll have to be specific, Carino.", he smirked. "Why am I sexy? Why am I irresistible? Why am I -" "Why did your Mother drop you over your head? All the time?", she cut him with a mock seriousness. She'd be a fool if she'd think that he didn't know what she was asking. Ebenezer Perez is one of the most attentive, observant and mature people she has ever come across - at least amongst her age group. So, why despite her constant refusal, does he go beyond his ways and makes some real darn efforts? He could see the wheels turning in her head - so fast that he probably might not freak out if her ears would emit smoke any time soon. Biting back a smile, he leaned in, snapping her out of her thought express. "Coz, Carol Autumn Martin-", he breathed to her startled eyes as they widened upon hearing him call her by her real name. A smirk curved his lips at the spread of subtle flush of peach along her freckled cheeks, "-why the hell not?", he questioned right back before moving back with that all too familiar and famous grin.