WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES.
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"We shouldn't even be doing th...
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DAISY
I was making home made lasagna with garlic knots for dinner. I don't know why but I as excited and nervous and all he feelings was just in a ball sitting at the bottom of stomach. I know my stupid ass shouldn't have these feelings but I decided to push that aside.I change out of my work clothes and into something cute but casual.
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I didn't want it to look like I was trying too hard. But you are.
I was setting up the table when Lorenzo came barging into my domain. "I can tell that you are not a fan on knocking." I grumbled placing the plate on the table. Ignoring what I said he walked in and let his eyes drink in my appearance. "Damn, every time I see you, you manage to look more and more beautiful and something smells delicious." He says walking closer.
Taking in his outfit I see he wore black jeans with a plan white dress shirt that hugged his muscles the had his usual gold chain wrapped around his neck making him look so damn sexy he wore white air forces to finish off the look realizing that I was checking him out I looked away and sat two glasses down. "I cooked lasagna and garlic knots I hope that is okay." Putting a scoop of food onto his plate and sitting it down I didn't hear him say anything so I turned around to see him just standing there staring at me. "Are you okay?" I asked frowning, clearing his throat he walks closer to me. "Sorry you just look so sexy bent over like that but yes this is great it smells delicious." His voice comes out right next to me acting like I didn't hear the first part he said I turned and smiled. "Then have a seat." I pointed across from me reaching over I fill his wine glass up.
Sitting down we begin to eat in silence not awkward just calmness. Then after a few minutes he asks. "So how did you learn how to cook did it just come naturally or was it a family member,friend, or boyfriend?" He asks taking a drink of his wine. Not really sure how to answer that without giving away some type of destabilize part of my life that I want hidden completely from everyone including myself. I guess he could see the hesitation in my eye because he adds. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to its no big deal." His eyes watch me like a hawk. "No its okay, I learned to cook from my grandmother." I said getting a drink of wine myself. Wow so now he has you opening up about your life, nice fucking going stupid.
