When our lips collided in a passionate kiss, I heard a noise coming from the entrance of the farm and a voice followed, "we're back!" It was Manuelito's voice.
So we stood up and quickly covered ourselves with towels before walking to them.
"Hi," Cameron smiled, "meantime Lily and I stomped some wine."
Manuelito nodded, "that's great! You can show her the process then!"
Manuelito's gaze drove to me, "did you have fun? I've grown old but I always loved stomping wine. It is one of my favorite activities!" He exclaimed, his eyes thinned and a few creases formed at the edge of his eyes.
His whole face softened as he looked at me and it was like I could recognize the amazing person he was through his facial expressions because he was just genuinely simple and sweet in the way he spoke.
If he was like that, Cameron's grandfather was probably just like him and I understood why they were so close.