Desire Me

6- The Set Up

After our night together, I haven't seen Enzo. He slept so soundly that I could sneak out and then call Amanda to pick me up.

Now its been two weeks and Amanda keeps sneaking me knowing looks and then denying everything. Tonight is one of those nights.

"Get up, bitch." She announces as she walks in on my reading a filthy mafia romance. I scramble to hide the cover but she just rolls her eyes at me.

"You're going out with me tonight."

"Am I?" I reply as I swing my legs off the edge of the bed, "I'm not going to a club tonight."

Amanda rolls her eyes at me again and flops down on the bed beside me, dramatically throwing her arms back into the bed.

"Pleeeeaassee Greenie." She begs, pulling out all the stops with her begging eyes, "this guy has asked me out of a date, but he wants it to be a double date for some reason."

"What!" I jerk up and stare down at her face as she innocently grins up at me. "I'm not ready to date again, not yet."

"I already said you were coming." Amanda grins up at me and then rolls away shrieking as I smack her thighs until she slides off the bed.

"Please, Luce. I really like this guy, you don't ever have to call him again, just come with me."

"Fine." I huff and walk towards my closet, "but I'm choosing my outfit."

The light in Amanda's eyes dims as she huffs and then blows a kiss towards me.

"Thank you!" She calls out before wandering into her own room.

Sighing, I turn my attention towards my wardrobe as I try to decide what to wear.

Applying the finishing touches to my outfit, a red lipstick, I stare at myself in the mirror, spinning as I look in admiration. I'm wearing skin tight black leather skirt with strappy black heels, a deep burgundy lace top and a matching lipstick.

I begin to walk from the room and then I remember something, I reach into my trinket pot and pick out my crystal studded helix ring and put it in the piercing.

Amanda and I arrive at the restaurant two minutes after the agreed time, Amanda is stressing about it. I can see how much she must like this guy, I've never seen her behave like this.

We walk side by side as the waiter leads us to our dates for the evening. They both stand and Amanda rushes into her dates arms with a squeal, I turn my attention to my date and feel the need to curse out the gods.

Standing by the table in a fine cut white shirt with black suit pants is Enzo. The sleeves are rolled up his forearms revealing streams of black ink. How had I not noticed them when we were fucking? I guess other parts of his anatomy took priority at that moment.

Enzo is grinning at me with triumph in his smile. He rolls his tongue across his cheek before he pulls my chair out for me.

"Stellina, you look beautiful."

"Thank you." I grit out, staring at Amanda who is completely oblivious to my death glare.

We sit down, Amanda next to her hunky Italian, and me next to Enzo. An awkward silence hits the table as I scowl at Enzo.

"Lucy, this is Marco. You met him briefly at the party and then again at the club."

"Si, I believe we did." In truth I don't remember speaking to him, but I definitely remember his face, most likely from the club.

It's not everyday a girl from England comes face to face with gorgeous Italian hunks.

I smile politely at Marco as Amanda talks to him, making him smile sweetly. I turn my bad temper back to Enzo as I scowl at him.

"Amanda, "let's go to the bathroom to wash up."

"But," she begins and I narrow my eyes in a glare that tells her not to argue, "good idea!"

Storming into the bathroom, I turn on my so called friend with a face that promises danger.

"You bitch!" I exclaim, "you set me up."

"What?" She says, staring at me in confusion, "do you know Enzo?"

"Yes." I exclaim, slamming a palm to my forehead, "he's the guy I... well you know."

Amanda's mouth falls open, "Oh my God! You lucky slut!"

"Shhh." I hush as she shrieks with laughter, "what am I going to do?"

"Well, I would say, go out and date the hot Italian who clearly has the hots for you. That's what I'm going to do."

"Fine." I sigh, "but I'm just doing this for you because I can see how into Marco you are."

She squeals, "thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Yeah, whatever. I'm gonna go talk to my super hot date."

"Stellina," Enzo grins at me with a shameless smile as we walk back to the table.

"Enzo," I say with a blank face as I sit back down on my chair.

Almost immediately his hand snakes up my leg and clutches at my upper thigh.

"Why are you doing this?" I murmur under my breath as I scan the menu, trying desperately hard to ignore the small circles Enzo is running on my bare skin, edging closer and closer to my sweet spot.

"Because I want to." He squeezes his hand on my thigh so tight it makes my cheeks flush.

"Lucy?"

"Hmm?" I reply to Amanda as I drag my attention back to my friend, pressing my cold palms against my flushed cheeks.

"I asked you if you knew what you were ordering."

"Oh," I clear my throat in embarrassment, "I haven't-"

"We haven't quite got round to that." Enzo interrupts as his fingertips reach my lace thong.

My eyes widen in surprise and I choke on my water as my fingers press down at my clit.

"Bastard." I hiss at him with warning, narrowing my eyes into serpent like slits.

He presses down even harder making my core clench even tighter before replying, "Enzo."

"What?" I snap at him, attempting to bat his hands away from me unsuccessfully.

It's a good job Marco and Amanda are completely infatuated with each other right now otherwise I would be seriously embarrassed.

"Call me by my name, and then I'll stop."

I smirk at him and reach across his lap until my hand closes around the hardness in his pants.

Leaning in, I let my lips caress the shell of his ear, "and what do I call you if I don't want you to stop?"