Falling (Stefanielle)

Chapter 5

Never in a million years did I think Stefania Spampinato will be married either. But hey, expect the unexpected, right?" Danielle nodded her head, attaching her lips to her wife's again.

"Round 2?"

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Stefania's hands were placed behind her head, her eyes looking up at the hazy sky. Danielle had decided to go take a swim in the ocean, letting her body and her tensed muscles cool down a bit from their previous activities.

The Italian closed her eyes, her thoughts consuming the best of her. She knew what they were doing was a dangerous game, that the more they were getting close, the harder she was going to fall.

And she was afraid that Danielle won't be there to catch her.

Stefania was brought out of her thoughts when she felt something wet drip on her face. On opening her eyes they were met with the blue ones, the blonde was leaning over her as she squeezed the water out of her hair onto Stefania's face.

"Danielle, stop it." the Italian giggled, shielding her face.

When she realized the actress wasn't anywhere near to stopping as she continued to squeeze and giggle, Stefania swiftly grabbed her arm and pulled her down, rolling over so that the blonde was on her back and her being on the top.

The two looked into each other's eyes deeply, a small smile gracing both of their faces. That's when Stefania knew it was going to be impossible for her to not fall for the woman who was currently beneath her. "Are we staying here for the night or..." the blonde asked softly, toying with the necklace Stefania was wearing.

"Oh no no, there are no places on this island where we can stay. But Derek should be here anytime now, we will be sleeping on the boat." The brunette said as Danielle nodded and moved a strand out of her wife's face, tucking it behind her ear.

As if on queue, they heard the loud noise of the yacht's air horn. Stefania rolled off of her, looking to confirm if it was their yacht. It docked just near the beach, Derek soon coming into their view. The Italian waved at her uncle as she got up and helped Danielle on her feet as well. They quickly gathered their belongings and walked the short distance to the yacht's ladder.

Stefania climbed up first, taking the bag from Danielle and helping her climb as well. "I'm just going to change quickly." the blonde said, placing a quick kiss on her wife's cheek before disappearing behind their bedroom's door.

Stefania smiled to herself, thinking about the actress's soft lips pressed against her cheek. "Someone's all smitten for their wife." Derek teased making the Italian's cheeks go red. "Stop it!"

She grabbed their bags and headed to their room, but stopped when she heard the man speak again, "Oh and listen kiddo, I'll take the dinghy to go back to the shore once we're closer to Maui. My wife wants me back and I'm assuming you two would like the boat for yourselves tonight too. The food is in a container in the fridge and you know where everything else is. I'll be back by tomorrow morning to get y'all to the shore again, okay?" he explained to which the latter nodded and thanked him, before going inside the room.

She heard the water running in the shower, contemplating whether or not she should join her wife. She decided to check her phone first, seeing that they both had left their phones on the boat itself.

Tons of notifications flooded in as soon as she switched on her network. A particular text caught her eye, her nerves starting to build up as she saw who it was from...

Danielle's dad.

Ryan: What on earth do you think you are doing with my daughter!?