𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐢

𝟎𝟎𝟗. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

It was the next morning when Reagan woke up to see that Evelyn was out,

At Soul Cycle didn't think you would want to come with, and remember that you can phone Matteo now.

"Shit," Reagan felt like she was woken up by an ice bucket,

She phoned Matteo last night.

"Morning pesca," Matteo smiled as the FaceTime call connected,

"You have good night?" He added as he cocked his head,

"In that call last night," the PR manager began,

"Did I say something stupid?" She added as she cocked her head,

"Not at all," the tennis player shook his head,

"You actually phoned me to get some guy to leave you," he lied deciding to make the girl feel better about the night.

"Well thanks for going along with that then," the blonde sent him a smile as she believed it.

"Anytime," the raven haired boy pushed his hair out of his face as he rolled over so he could grab his hoodie,

"I was planning on booking my flight to Monaco this today," the American took a moment to study his chest before he pulled the hoodie over his head.

"You'll fly to Nice but we could spend the first weekend in France and the second in Monaco if you would prefer." The Italian proposed as he had found a villa in the French mountains that he wanted to take her to see,

He wanted to ask her to be his girlfriend there.

"So I come for like ten days?" Reagan asked as she cocked her head,

"Yeah," Matteo nodded as he thought it was a good idea.

"I like the sound of that," the PR manager smiled as she twirled her necklace,

"You sure I was well behaved in that call?" She added as she cocked her head,

"Define well behaved?" The tennis player playfully smiled,

"Matteo!" The blonde let out a groan,

"I'm kidding," the raven haired boy let out a laugh as he shook his head,

"You were a saint," he added as he smiled,

"You sure?" The American softly asked,

"If I could play the conversation back I would," the Italian nodded as he watched her grow relived,

"That doesn't sound too bad," Reagan thought about it for a second,

"Pesca stop worrying about it," Matteo sighed as he rolled his eyes,

"Okay," the PR manager nodded,

"How has Monaco been?" She added as she cocked her head,

"Cold," the tennis player looked out to the ocean,

"How are you at a casino?" He added as he thought about what he could do with her when she came to see him,

"I can beat anyone," the blonde grinned as she had played since she was young,

Her uncle taught her when they were on a trip and Taylor was his parents full focus as they played tennis.

"Now when are we playing tennis?" She added as she was looking forward to playing with him,

She had gotten a trainer in the hopes that they could help her try to keep up with Matteo.

"I've book us at the big court on Tuesday," the Italian explained as he had booked his favourite court,