Raison D'être

About Last Night

Whether it was infatuation or love he wasn't sure. Infatuation was what it was initially, seeing her as perfect without ever being a witness to her faults. Now it was different. It was love, a feeling unfamiliar to him but he knew. The short lived feeling of seeing the enchantress in the restaurant was pure lust, but now with her sleeping peacefully by his side, he realized he had grown an appetence for her. Whether it was wanting to feel her touch, seeing the blood rush to her cheeks, her eyes squint slightly followed by the small dimple when she smiled, it left him satiated for a moment but hungry for more. He was in love with her without even having to kiss her; he knew he this was love. Despite not knowing her feelings towards him, whether they would be reciprocated or not she was important to him; he would sacrifice everything for her to be okay. As he pushed strands of hair behind her ears, he kissed her cheek softly and whispered "ti voglio bene" [I love you]. After gazing at her peaceful form, he got dressed and prepared breakfast for Anastasia.

Deciding not to go to work today, he brought her plate up to his bedroom seeing a sleeping Anastasia stirring, "mi amore, wake up."

She hums as he gently rubs her back. She stirs before finally opening her eyes, "my head... it hurts," as she winces and slowly rises.

He smiles, "yes a little too much wine yesterday."

She remembers a little bit of yesterday, her singing obnoxiously loud in the car, her telling Lorenzo that he was sexy, her yelling at Lorenzo, but she doesn't remember what for.

"Here," he hands her a glass of water and a tablet.

She smiles, "thank you. I'm sorry for whatever may have happened yesterday. I only remember bits of it. That was my first time drinking, or rather my last... I tried the wine and I liked the sweet taste a little too much."

He chuckles, "well I'll be sure not to give you wine too sweet. About yesterday, what do you remember?"

She looks up recollecting her thoughts, "I remember being in Carla's car jamming," then she mumbles, "calling you sexy..."

He laughs "yes you were quite expressive yesterday."

"And then all of a sudden I'm yelling at you. But I don't remember what for. Why?"

"We can talk about that after you eat, here try this," as he cuts up the cinnamon french toast and feeds her a bite.

"Mmm, Laura's amazing"

"That was me."

"I'm impressed."

"Did you think I was all looks and no brain?"

She blushes, "no I knew you were handsome and smart, but can cook too? That is -"

"Sexy as you said last night?"

She laughs, "stop. I was not myself."

"Tesoro, drunk you was quite honest."

"Jeez, did I say anything bad?"

"No, you were just more open. It was much easier to read you as if all your thoughts were laid out as you were thinking them."

"Oh gosh."

"It's not a bad thing, if anything I got to know more about you."

"Like what?"

"That you think I'm sexy..." he teases

"Lorenzo, seriously," she laughs.

"Alright fine, that you still think of me as a boss."

"Oh, that's not bad," she relaxes, slightly relieved.

"Alright, how about the fact that you wanted to kiss me that night." Anastasia chokes on her french toast, as Lorenzo bursts in laughter and pats her back.

"I said that?!"

"Yes, you did."

"Wow, uhm."

"Well, was it true?"

"I-in that moment yes I did."

"Do you still want to?"

She was stunned. And he chuckles already knowing her answer, "don't worry tesoro no pressure now." He takes the empty plate and at the doorway, he teases, "I want to kiss you too."

Of course, Anastasia notes the present tense. She gulps nervously before rushing to the bathroom.

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