Raison D'être

Yearn

Anastasia

Getting in the Ferrari Lorenzo asks, "would you like to drive?"

I laugh at the offer thinking of the first time I drove with him. "Noo" I grin while waving him off.

"But you did so well last time?"

"It was just a straight road, we're in the city. I could never."

He laughs," fine since I'm driving I'll be taking you somewhere."

"Where?"

"A surprise," as he flashes his devilish grin. I smile, and watch as we drive down a familiar road.

"Wait-are we getting ice cream?"

He laughs, "yes something sweet..." his hidden meanings are quite detectable, but so are my blushes.

"2 strawberry vanilla swirl cones please-"

"Wait - I want to try something new."

"Well?"

I looked over the various options for today, finally deciding, "I'll take the mixed fudge brownie please."

"Alright, your total is 18.95."

As Lorenzo went and paid despite my objections, I walked out as Lorenzo followed behind. "If you have time we could go for a stroll."

"Yes I have a couple of hours, that would be nice."

"Perfect."

The richness of the chocolate makes me thirsty, so I continue lickking hoping it'll quench some of the thirst I have. Lorenzo notices because he asks, "thirsty?"  I nod my head, and he laughs.

"Here have some of mine. Vanilla is less needy compared to chocolate."

I laughed, "you've had this flavor before haven't you?"

"Maybe," he smirks. Shaking my head, I roll my eyes. "Well aren't you going to have some?"

"No. Your tongue has been all over that. I don't know where that mouth has been," I insist. 

"I could say the same for you mia cara," and his cheeky smile has me flustered.

Regaining some sort of self dignity, "I can assure you it hasn't been far."

He smiles content with my answer, "well I can assure you mine hasn't been far either."

She looks over at his ice cream, his arm extended out towards her. The way her tongue slides on the creamy sweet. His eyes bore into her as she licks her lips and wipes the excess cream with her thumb before sucking her thumb lightly. The act so innocent, yet in his mind so sinful. He quickly diverts his gaze as she gives him a thank you. "No problem."

She smiles as he offers his hand to hold while they stroll the city together, it reminds her of the very thing she used to do with her daughter. It was a time she truly enjoyed, just as she does now. As they speak more of their interests and the occasional teasing, it reaches the hour in which Anastasia has to go.

Arriving home, I look over at Lorenzo and thank him, "I'm going to go and get ready."

"Oh, will you need a ride?"

"No it's okay Carla knows the address."

"Well then I'm glad you told me that, the guards wouldn't have let her in."

"About that, how come you have so much security?"

"Does it bother you?"

Honestly, no. "Not really, I'm used to them around, but I was curious. You seem like you can handle your own."