Only His

Chapter Thirty-Two

Imani

It was our last day here. I enjoyed my little trip to Italy. I know Megan has been enjoying it too. We had another shopping trip as well which was fun. I had bought a few new outfits for the club as well, because Italian material was super nice.

All of our bags were packed and in the car, but we weren't leaving just yet. Kaz had to speak to Lorenzo. I was sitting in their living room of many, waiting. I didn't care what they were talking about this time around.

I was curious the first time and just wanted to know. I wanted to feel like I was doing something instead of being Kazimir's travel buddy or his entertainment. Thinking back to last night.

He cried in front of me, he allowed himself to cry with me and I liked that he was able to show his raw emotions with me. I couldn't explain the way I felt.

It felt odd in my chest, a feeling of I don't know. In that moment, I felt sad for him, because he never got to experience something with his dad, but with me. I'm glad that we had that experience together.

Yet seeing him cry made me feel different. It made me want to make his tears go away, make him feel the way he makes me feel. Happy, giddy, comfortable, safe and excited. Every emotion he makes me feel, I want him to feel as well.

I want to be there for him the same way he's there for me. To hold him in my arms and to let him know it would be okay.

I felt so many things about Kazimir. I loved every moment with him, I liked the kissing, the cuddling, the moments were we share our feelings with each other. Being able to understand each other. I liked every bit of it.

Someone tugged my hair and I knew it was Kazimir. How many times am I going to have to tell him don't fucking do that? I looked to see and it wasn't Kaz, it was Vinny.

"Don't fucking do that," I snap.

"You were in Lala land."

"What do you want?"

"Saying goodbye."

"I'm not leaving yet."

"Kazimir and Lorenzo just finished talking."

"Ahh, so this is goodbye."

I got up off the couch and I gave him a hug. He rested his head on my shoulder and his arms were on my lower back. I could sense he was going to move his hands to places they didn't need to be.

"Vince, don't try it," I warn.

"Not even after I had that beautiful dress made?"

We pulled away and I fake pouted, shaking my head.

"No."

"Imani, let's go," Kaz says.

I peaked over Vincenzo's frame and he was holding something in his hand. It was square shaped and He looked at Vincenzo and I moved away from him a bit.

"Bye Vinny."

"Bye, see you whenever."

"Uhuh."

Kazimir has a thing for disliking Italians, because he kept walking past towards the door. I followed behind him and we got to the limo. Mikhail opened the car door and Kazimir waited to let me go in first, then he climbed in after me.

Mikhail shut the door and I looked at him. He gazed at me and the way he looked at me, made me so uneasy and shy.

"Here," he said.

I furrowed my brows confused, he handed me the square box in his hand. I took it from him, not sure of what I was expecting.

"What is it?" I asked.