Raison D'être

Slight Revelation

She was nervous once more about seeing Lorenzo. It had nothing to do with the questions he would ask, but the answers he would give. Last night she was a mess, she knew that much by the pounding headache that resided. The only thing that calmed it was the affirmation that Lorenzo wanted to kiss her back that night. Still kiss her. Of course, she noted the present tense, and she pinched herself. She actually pinched herself to make sure what she heard was not a dream. She wants to kiss him, of course. Other than him being the most attractive man she's ever laid eyes on, his character was pushing for her to have this growing urge of affection. For every time she has been with him, she'd felt safe. Not in a way that he can protect her, but in a way that he was her rock for when her demons came to pay a visit. Despite the comfort he brought, her walls were still up, but ever so slowly faltering. What if I tell him and he sees me differently? What if he sees me the way I see myself? The latter scared her.

Getting yogurt in the fridge, she closes the door to see Lorenzo leaning on the counter smirking. "Hi," she smiles meekly while the butterflies in her stomach flutter a storm.

"Ciao bella, still hungry?"

"A little, I don't know why."

"Eat as much as you want. Besides, I have that yogurt just for you."

"You don't like yogurt?"

"It has dairy, which makes these go away," as he gestures to his abs.

She can't suppress the laughter that erupts, "please you'd have to eat years of food for those to go away" As she takes a bite,  she glances up to see him watching, "want some?" He shakes his head, "you sure? Come on, just try. You might like it..." She spoons him some yogurt and places it before his mouth. He bends his head slightly and opens his mouth. Feeding him the yogurt he nods, and she smiles content that he did in fact try it.

She licks the spoon clean before going off to have a seat on the couch. "Hey I want some," he says, giving her a look that made his cold demeanor to those who knew him anything but.

She laughs, "there is more in the fridge, but I took the last peach flavor."

"I like the peach though," he pouts.

"We can share if you want."

"I'd like that," as he comes and sits on the couch next to her.

With the yogurt in her hand, she switches on the tv, before settling on Friends.

Glancing over at Lorenzo she asks, "Is this alright?"

He nods as he looks over at her. She glances back at him feeling his stare, "oh I forgot we're sharing sorry. Where's your spoon?"

"I forgot," knowing very well he didn't forget.

"Oh, I'll get it,"  as she stands up he grabs her wrist.

"No, it's fine. We can just share."

She gives him a small smile, "that'll do. Here," she hands him the yogurt.

He opens his mouth instead. She laughs, "are you a baby Mr. Amoretto?"

"I'm most certainly not, I just like the attention I get from you is all."

Her cheeks turn shades of crimson as they always do with Lorenzo. She watches as his mouth opens and closes with the spoon, while he watches her. She stares at his lips as he stares at her hunger filled eyes. She glances up, giving him a small smile, taking the spoon and having her own bite.

Lorenzo can't help that all his focus is directed towards her, not when she was the most beautiful woman he's seen, "do you think they were on a break?"