What is it about him?

 

Oh, there’s just something so November about him—so Nile… It says, “I’m here for my sauvignon and here to stay.” Hah! …Sí? His California hands and forget-me-not lips… Makes you feel so chartreuse, you can’t contain…

…Hah, how Atlantic of me—letting myself babble on like a Fitzgerald… How so very Bordelaise.

—Blanca