*bzz bzz* 'Buongiorno bella, I was wondering if I could ask you a service. My little brother needs to move some stuffs from the shipping container. Since you've shown some great skills yesterday, would you be up to help this weekend ?' Maya's phone could read. She sighed. Even this simple text was confusing. 'Bella', the italian it was all just so... sexy? No incorrect, it was totally normal. Of course she replied she was gonna be there. The curly haired woman then texted her her address so they would meet up there.
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Carina was waiting for Maya to arrive. When the blonde girl made it to her front door she welcomed her inside. 'That's a nice house you have there !' she exclaimed looking around 'You have taste' to which the brunette chuckled. She'd barely been in for a couple of minutes and was already feeling comfortable around her new friend. 'Do you want to drink anything ? I have wine, I can open a bottle until Andrew arrives'. It seemed like Maya had no other choice as Carina led her to the kitchen. 'Thank you for helping' she said pouring the liquid in some fancy glasses before handing one to the girl in front of her. 'Yeah sure. You have me anytime you need it'. The brunette tilted her head and the blonde realized it didn't sound the same said out loud, she silenced herself as she took a long sip of her wine.
Carina has come to the conclusion that Maya was a quirky and sometimes clumsy person. She found it adorable and fun at the same time. As much as they would spend more time together lately, she was still intrigued by her yet fascinated by how smart and kind she was. She enjoyed her company in her new start in Seattle far away from any attachment she had in Italy. She found in Maya something calming she was always happy to see whenever she was at work in the middle of all the stress or outside after tough work days.
'Well, I think my little brother is here' she finally broke the silence hearing a car park.
They both headed towards the door to meet Andrew and leave for the harbor. Three hours. It took them three hours to finish moving his stuffs. Maya was exhausted. As for Carina, she truthfully spent three hours checking the blonde out. She knew she wouldn't have been much of a big help anyway. Did Maya notice ? Very likely but she didn't care a second, it was pretty worth it if you'd ask our doctor. Nothing really serious crossed her mind, she is just a loving a person who embraces art, that's it. Was she expecting something from her new friend ? That she probably wasn't aware.
Andrew dropped the two of them at his sister's, where Maya had her car parked, before leaving thanking them both for the help they provided today. 'Are you hungry ?' the older Deluca asked. 'I can't tell hunger from tiredness right now' Maya joked. 'I could cook you italian food' she offered looking down at the smaller woman. 'At 11pm ?' 'You have no idea of what I can do. Once you'll taste it you'd come by more often' she replied with a smile growing on her face. 'Now how am I supposed to refuse' 'Great'. Smiles obvious on their faces they made their way inside back in the kitchen. Maya sat behind the counter as Carina started to cook in front of her. She was watching her every move with attention trying to keep up with the steps. It wasn't in her habit to cook so it obviously appeared confusing to her. At one point Carina looked up at her while massaging pastry 'Wanna try ?' 'If you want it to be ruined, I can still try' Maya replied knowing her skills. 'Oh come on, don't underestimate yourself, I'll be behind you to show you' she said putting her hand in front of her to signal her to come to hold her hand. The table service turned into a cooking lesson. Carina had her hands on top of Maya's as they were kneading the pastry. The taller woman's body was pressing against the smaller one along with her head standing next to her. She could smell that one perfume of hers once more which sent the same shivers as when they played basketball. Carina knew what she was doing. Maya felt it but played ignorance or was it deny. A couple of minutes went by and Carina let go of her to go check on the cooking vegetables in the pot. Maya was slightly disappointed by the lack of her presence. 'It's almost ready.' Carina said 'But hum, Maya ?' the blonde turned her head as she heard her name. 'Can you taste this, I can't tell if I need to add more salt or pepper, maybe olive oil ?'. The blue eyes stopped for a moment processing what she was just asked. Carina was holding a wood spoon for her to bring to her mouth. She finally joined her side to try to take hold of the spoon but Carina just let her move it without giving it away. Their faces weren't that far from each other. The Italian woman was intently starring at her, biting her bottom lip, while she was opening her mouth to delicately taste the substance on the kitchen utensil. 'Mmh' Maya moaned 'And you made this in 20 minutes ?' Carina laughed softly still waiting for the woman to answer her question. 'I think maybe salt but not too much' she added.
Carina dressed up two plates, she gave one to Maya. 'You were right, you're an amazing cook, this is delicious' the blonde girl complimented as she took another bite happily humming. The humming made our Italian laugh out loud. 'What' Maya questioned smiling. 'You look like a child' she replied with soft eyes 'Huh oh, come on it's just so good. I'm happy you convinced me not that I had so much of a choice, but, thank you. I rarely eat fresh dishes truth be told' 'This is about to change' Carina winked amicably.
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Both women would be like glued to each other. Weeks went by and if they were nowhere to be seen it was probably because they were home cooking, playing board games or out for drinks. You'd be surprised to see how one can completely disrupt our habits. Everyone could see how well they were getting along and were able to understand each other.
Sometimes they were flirtatious but they figured they were both playing. They were more of bestfriends to become. More or less.
𓆉 Hey again. I tend to write short chapters [around 1200 words] I know, I hope it's okay ! Thank you for reading.
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Marina
RomanceA variant of what marina would be like if they had a show just for them.