I wake up to Alessandro's warm hands massaging my back. "Good morning princess."
"Mhm." I groan rolling over and closing my eyes again. I can't believe this happened,we actually slept in the same bed. With no sex... Like nothing he didn't even try anything. He's the first guy I've shared a bed with who I didn't screw.
He pulls the cover down from my face to kiss me on the cheek,"Beautiful. How did you sleep?"
"I'm still sleep." I whisper
He chortles climbing out of the bed. I peek an eye open to watch him walk out of the room in his boxers. "It's all yours, you can grab it."
My face begins to burn up as I quickly throw the covers back up. How the hell did he know.
"Shut up."
Washed and dressed I lay on the other end of his bed cuddling a pillow watching a movie.
He lays on top of me, his head resting on my shoulder. "What's this?"
"Lord of the Rings."
"Really?" He asks shocked.
"Yeah shh, I love this movie."
He pecks my shoulder then continues down my back stopping at my waist. "I made breakfast."
"Oh yeah?"
"Mhm."
Pausing the movie I roll over on my back to look at him. He smirks devilishly crawling back over me to kiss my lips.
It's a slow sensual kiss full of lust, if didn't know any better I guess I would fall for him too. In the back of my mind all I can think about is the possibility of him using me.
Reluctantly he pulls away from me,"Come on."
Grabbing my hand he leads me out to an outside patio with a beautiful spread of every breakfast dish I could dream of.
Yum.
"Don't judge me for the amount of food I'm about to inhale." I joke.
"Go for it." He smiles pulling my chair out before taking a seat across from me.
Three pancakes, two waffles, hash browns, eggs, a bowl of cereal, a bagel, orange juice, and two bowls of fruit salad later I lean back in my seat smiling content.
Alessandro stares at me in amazement his head resting on his hand. "Where does it all go?"
My grin widens as I shrug,"I love food."
"I can see that. What else do you love, I know music but what do you like to do? What's your favorite color?"
"I love movies and the color black." I shrug.
"Do you have any siblings?"
"Not that I know of. I was adopted so I really don't know much about my family."
"Oh. Your adoptive parents never had kids?"
"Nah, they couldn't. It's just me."
He looks down folding his hands biting his lip,"Do you miss them?"
"Every damn day. They were all I had. My mom died when I was twelve of breast cancer. It's been my dad and I for a while but of course I couldn't live with him forever. We're pretty close for the most part."
He nods,"I see."
"What about you? Are you an only child?"
"Yeah, Me and my parents don't talk though. I mean they're dead but when they were alive, we didn't talk much."
