Colette had been enjoying the silence of the garden when he started to guess her name.  She laughed a bit as he tried to guess, "alright, if you guess it I'll tell you if it's right" she said.  Her smirk grew a bit, "but I'll let you know for sure, my name isn't Candy" she laughed softly as she watched him.<br/>She was starting to feel comfortable talking to him.  It was strange to just sit and talk to someone like this.  No evil motive behind it, just simple conversation.<br/><br/>Her smile suddenly disappeared as he started to talk about true love.  She found it to be impossible, honestly.  The idea that you could know someone from a first glance and decide that you were meant to be seemed rather obscured.  There was always a catch to these sort of things.  Sometimes marriages are arranged, other times people marry simply for land or money.  The only time she had met a couple that were completely in love for the sake of love was her parents.  Her mother had died when she was born, but her father was always telling her stories about how they met.  He would always bring up how she had his eyes and her beautiful smile.  A lot of people used to comment about how she was growing to look just like her mother.<br/><br/>The feeling of Caleb's warm hand snaking around her waist snapped her out of her daydream.   Her cheeks turned red as he whispered to her.  Then he kissed her cheek and she could feel her face turn scarlet.  She looked down at first, feeling embarrassed, but something about him felt right.   She turned her head slightly and used her free hand to turn his face by  holding his chin.  She planted a sweet kiss on his lips before letting go and watching him.  Her eyes wandered to the ground again, she had never really done something like that before.