𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ

Because he had never been to my apartment before, I gave Enrico my address. In about twenty minutes, he arrived at my house. When he pulled into a parking spot, we both got out of the car.

While Enrico collected all of the bags, I fished for my keys. We went up to my apartment number after I had found them. When I arrived at my number, I unlocked and opened my door for both of us.

Enrico placed all of the treats in the kitchen, which was the closest room to the front door. After the bags were set down, Enrico took a peek around my place.

I immediately felt embarrassed. It wasn't a mansion, but it wasn't a dilapidated or dangerous apartment either.

"It's not as luxurious as your mansion, but-" Enrico cut me off in the middle of my sentence.

"Vale, it's beautiful. You don't need a mansion or anything to impress me." He approached me and put his hands on my hands, lightly squeezing them.

When I nodded and smiled, he brought each hand up to his mouth and scattered them with light kisses.

The intimate gesture made me flush.

He let out a loud chuckle. "Are you going to give me a tour?"

I swallowed my saliva and nodded. Because we were already holding hands, I dragged him through every room of my house.

It just took about three minutes to complete the tour because it wasn't a mansion. I showed him the guest room, bathroom, and living room before showing him my room.

As we walked inside my room, I instantly cringed at what I saw. Normally, I was a neat person, but things have been stressful the last few days.

My clothes were strewn across my bed. My desk was littered with papers and books. For the most part, the floor was clear.

As Enrico searched my room, I let out a sigh.

He said, "It fits you."

"I didn't realize I'd invite you over, so my room is a mess," I explained as I began organizing my exam materials and books.

Enrico walked up behind me and sighed.

"Stop stressing, your room isn't even messy. All you have to do tonight is relax, yeah?" His tone was soft yet rough, showing his demand.

I set down the papers and turned around, nodding. Enrico gently grabbed my hand back into his and dragged me back into the kitchen.

He licked his lips and remarked, "Let's try some of these snacks."

I watched him as he sat down in one of the kitchen seats, doing the same. I took one of the bags and took some Italian chocolates from it.

I took two out of the bag and handed one to Enrico. Enrico stood there watching me unwrap my Galatine.

My eyes widened as I placed the Galatine in my mouth and the creamy powdered substance touched my taste buds.

They were deliciously sweet and creamy, just the way I like them.

Enrico laughed at my expression and threw his candy into his mouth, unwrapped. He hummed while he chewed the candy, without revealing whether or not he enjoyed it.