𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐢

𝟎𝟏𝟐. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤

They had been at the tennis court for an hour,

"Since when are you actually good?" Matteo asked as the girl hit another ball past him,

"Hey!" Reagan scoffed as she sent him a glare,

"You know what I meant," the boy sighed as he raised his hands in surrender,

"I've had someone teach me a few things," the girl explained as she smiled,

"Who?" The Italian waited for her to reveal who the coach was,

"Rafa," the American smirked,

She managed to convince the man to teach her every morning for a week before he went to Sydney.

"That is so not fair," the raven haired boys jaw dropped,

"That's a you problem," the blonde shrugged as she laughed,

"You want to start playing properly then?" Matteo asked as he had been going softer on her,

He didn't want to wipe her out and make her lose hopes against her brother,

"I wanted you to always play properly," Reagan shot back as she waved her racket around.

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It was the next day when they were getting ready for another night out,

"You almost ready?" Matteo asked as he fixed his tie,

"Yeah I just need like another two minutes," Reagan nodded as she dug through her makeup bag trying to find the perfect lipstick,

"Our Uber is-" the boy began as he opened the door,

"Wow," he cut himself off as he found her stood in a gorgeous blue dress,

"What?" The girl asked as she turned to face him,

"Is there something wrong with my dress," she added as she grew panicked,

"No there isn't," the Italian chuckled as he shook his head,

"You look beautiful," he added as he smiled,

"No you look perfect," he was quick to correct himself,

Somehow when he tried to find the word to describe how she looked,

He couldn't find it,

Because to him she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen,

Or at least that's what he told himself on this night.

"And you didn't even have to pick this dress!" The American pointed out with a cheer,

"I've taught you well then." The tennis player smiled,

"Can you put this on for me please?" The PR manager asked a she held up her necklace,

"Sure," Matteo nodded as he took it from her,

"Turn around," he added as he watched in the mirror as she smiled,

"Perfect," Reagan whispered as she turned back to him when the necklace was place on,

"We should get going," she added as she looked up at him,

She wanted to kiss him and needed to stop herself.

"Yeah," the tennis player nodded as they both made their way to the door.

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It was a surprisingly warm night in Monaco when they went to the casino,

"Is it just me or is the guy at the other table looking at you?" Matteo asked as he motioned to the guy who had just won another deal,