Summer. 
Dry, hot, passionate. Everything happens in summer.
Including her.
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"Oh, it's raining." I covered my head with my jacket, furrowing my brow as the fat drops hit me. I heard him laugh beside me. 
Glancing over, I was surprised to see him as he spun in a circle, arms wide open, eyes closed.
When he opened his eyes, he looked at me, smiling as he grabbed my hand.
"Learn to dance in the rain."