Impress Me Not: The Architect

Chapter 34

Author's Note: !!!Sexual Content Warning!!! Hi guys! Just throwing this warning in here....for no reason....absolutely no reason at all...

In all honesty, this chapter does have a sex scene in it, and it's, again, a bit different than the ones I've written before. Changing up the scenery, and sprinkling a bit of Valentino's monologue, I hope you all enjoy!

Thanks for any votes and comments!

-Saturn

"And you told her about me?" Valentino asked. His week of boredom was finally over, and he was now picking Casimir up from the airport. He was glad that he came back at least. It sounded like he had a blast from what he had been telling him. Lou was probably still having fun too.

Everyone but him, he supposed.

"Just a little," Casimir told him. "That woman is quite a gossip. She loves to pry."

"Sounds annoying," he frowned. He didn't want a complete stranger knowing about his private life. He really hoped that Mir didn't tell her much.

"She's got her wife to keep her in check now," he smiled. "It's still shocking that they're finally married. I've been helping them plan that wedding for three years."

"Why would you wait that long to have a wedding?" he asked him. "I still don't get it."

"It could be for many reasons," he started explaining. "To give the guests time to plan ahead so they can attend; to make sure they can get the venue they want. And to give them time to decide what they want to have at the event. There's always food, the cake, the decorations, and so much more to figure out."

"How do you do this for a living?" he shook his head. He easily winded the car down the sleepy streets of Amor. As much as he had been bored all week, he wasn't one to travel much, nor did he want to. He liked this city. It was his home, and it had been his whole life. While everything was changing and most of the people that he grew up with were moving out, he would stay here.

"What do you mean?" Mir asked. "It's the most beautiful thing about life."

"And you don't deal with people breaking up at all in your job?" he questioned. "Or them calling off the weddings due to some bullshit like someone cheating on the other or something?"

"Of course, I've dealt with those clients," he said. "But the good outweighs the bad. There's been a lot of couples that I helped years ago that are still just as happy together as when they first got married."

It seemed weird to go through all that for love. He never really saw much of that in his life. He never really wanted that for himself, too afraid that something would happen. Too afraid that he would get his heart broken. That saying that it was better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all was bullshit. He'd rather never feel love than risk going through the pain of a broken heart. He had seen the after effects of that.

He had been apart of that after effect. He'd like to think that he learned by watching.

"Are you okay, Valentino?" that silky voice brought him back to the dark streets he was driving down. He knew this city like the back of his hand, no matter the time of day or the kind of weather. Driving was its own kind of therapy.

"Yeah," he said. The trip from the airport always took forever to drive to and from. They were just now getting closer to downtown. "Do you want to bring your bags to your place and unpack?"

"I think I'd rather wait on that," the man groaned, stretching a bit in the car. He was already getting too comfortable in this Corvette. Valentino glanced over to him when they stopped at a light. He really looked tired. It was probably jetlag. His shirt was wrinkled as it tightened across his broad chest. Valentino couldn't help but appreciate the way the man looked in his car. He looked good in everything, though. Even in that crappy Kia of his.