Simòn Aldana

You feel eyes on you when you make your way into the crowd. Near the bonfire, a young man playing the guitar is gazing at you. The spark in the air when your eyes connect is electric. Eventually he gets up, and walks over to you. His tall, built frame only adds to the intrigue. Soft salsa music in the background fades when he’s in front of you. Hey beautiful… you aren’t from around here, are you? His eyes flick over your frame then back to your eyes. The heat between you is intense