𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐀 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐀

Patience

I wonder around the airport. What am I going to do? I have nowhere to stay, nowhere to go, no way to currently get home.

There's only one thing I can do.

Call Damiano.

"For gods sake" I shout to myself. "This is so UNFAIR!"

I pick up the phone, ready to call him. Here goes nothing. The tension I feel right now. I sound so desperate. But I guess I am at this moment.

"Marlena, are you home already?" He speaks before I can say a word myself.

"No Damiano, I'm not"

"What happened? Are you staying?" He says. I can hear a stray of hope in his voice.

"Not exactly" I say, bursting his bubble.

"Then what? Are you ok?" He asks, sounding more curious and worried.

"Well, I sort of.... missed my flight" I say awkwardly.

"Ill come and get you, I'm on my way" he says, before I can even ask.

"Damiano, you don't have to, it's just that I have nowhere to-"

"I'll be 10 minutes" he says, hanging up the phone before I can refuse his offer.

I huff as I pick up my suitcase and walk out to the collection bay. I sit on a bench, wondering what I'm going to do now.

I could just get the next flight? You know, then my original plan would just be fine and Damiano would be left to focus on his career. He can go 5 more months without me, can't he? Or I mean I could stay? It means months of travel and excitement and time with Damiano. But this time should be left for him and the band, I don't want to be annoying and get it the way by taking up all Damiano's time.

My mind wonders. But I still have to answer to my question. Looks like I'm back at square one.

Finally, Dami pulls up. I stand up, to go head towards the car but he gets out and runs towards me, taking my suitcase to put it in the car.

"Dami, I can manage myself" I laugh.

"Go get in" he says, smiling at me.

I step into the front seat and put my seatbelt on.
Damiano puts my suitcase in the boot of the car before coming and sitting down.

"You okay?" He asks me, lifting his hand up to my hair. He twirls my hair with his fingers. He knows I love it when he does that. He's properly trying, and I can tell.

"I'm fine now. Thank you" I say, lifting my eyes to look at his.

However, as I go to make eye contact, his eyes are just staring down at my lips.

I lean in almost automatically, unable to resist him. He cups my cheek with his hand as he kisses me with passion. It escalates, as he adds tongue.

I pull away for a moment, but still close enough that our foreheads our touching.

"Dami, not here" I giggle.

"Why not" he laughs, pulling me back in more aggressively this time.

Then a car beeps it's horn.

"Because of that! You're still in the pick up lane" I pull away this time, laughing.

"Just wait until we're back at the hotel" he says, with a smirk up the side of his face.

I roll my eyes, laughing.

"I love you" I say looking at him.

"I love you too" he says, taking his eyes off the road and looking at me for a second.

He puts his hand on my thigh, squeezing it. Fuck, yeah, I don't know what I'm going to choose to do now. He's doing everything he knows I love.

I put my hand on his, holding his hand as it still rests on my thigh. He lifts my hand up, kissing it before putting it back down.

The drive is silent, but sensual.

"Ok we're here. Wait here, I'll take your suitcase inside, then I'll come and get you" he says.

"What? Why can't I just come now?" I ask, confused.

"Mi Amore, just wait" he says, walking into the hotel lobby.

And then he comes back. He walks towards the car where I am, smirking at me as he approaches.

He opens the car door for me.

"I could've done that myself again"

"Sshhh" he silences me as he lifts me up over his shoulder, carrying me.

"Damiano!" I laugh as he casually walks back into the hotel carrying me .

He steps into the lift, me still over his shoulder.

"Can you put me down now?" I giggle.

"No" he says smirking. "Wait until we're in my room. Patience" he says, as he gently smacks my ass.

We arrive at room. And he unlocks the door, charging in.

"Put me down!"

"As you say"

He puts me down, laying me across the bed. I roll my head back, letting out a laugh.

"I can't believe, I've gone three days without this" he says, smiling.

"Achievement"

He climbs on top of me, kissing my neck, as I put my hands on his back, pulling his t-shirt off over his head.

It doesn't take long before all I can hear is him moaning in my ear.