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10 days later~ June 29
I wake up to the feeling of a hand looping around my waist. His touch rests on my skin, tightens and pulls me back, tugging me close to his chest. His breath hits the crook of my neck, his lips meet my shoulder.
Kiss. Breath. Kiss. Breath. Kiss. He lets out a tired breath.
My eyes flutter open, my brows furrowing as I adjust to the bright light. I groan and turn around, locking eyes with his green ones.
"Morning!" I drape my hand on his cheek, brushing my thumb over his skin.
He stays silent. He merely stares at me for a few long moments. His eyes touch my eyes. His eyes touch my cheeks. His eyes touch my lips. Then it flicks back to my eyes as he slowly whispers, "I love you."
Okay, Mr. Random.
I chuckle quietly then whisper my sentence of love back. "I love you, pretty boy."
He leaves a kiss on my nose, pulling back to look at me in the eyes again.
"I have a date today." I suddenly blurt out. What? It's fun to joke around with him.
His brows furrow, his jaw tensing. "A date?"
"Yeah." I nod. "When I went out the other day, some guy asked me out. And I said yes."
"What's his name?" He clutches me closer to him, his hand pressing into the skin of my waist.
Okay, I didn't think this through. Hmmm.
"Ale.... Alessandro." Ima smooth woman.
"Full name?" He asks. "You know where he lives?"
Weirdo. This times my brows furrow in. "Why do u want his full name and address you weirdo?" I laugh, getting up and throwing my hair in a ponytail.
"You're not going on that stupid date." He grunts as he crawls on the bed wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me back into him.
"No fucking dates." He pushes on his arm to hover over me. "I'm the only damn guy that gets to take you out on dates. Yeah?"
I look at him and at his authoritative voice I find myself nodding. "Yes." I squeak.
"Good." He presses a kiss to my cheek. "Now get your pretty ass up and get ready for work."
He slumps down next to me, patting my stomach to get me up. I finally get up, laughing to myself as I head to the bathroom.
"You know, Alessandro doesn't exist." I look over my shoulder, my eyes linking with his.
"Yeah, I know." He smirks. "And if he was, he wouldn't anymore."
"Freaking crazy!" I mutter under my breath, closing the bathroom door behind me.
