"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyo...
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𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
When I awoke this morning, I found a sticky note on my side table. It was from my mother, telling me to dress nice and meet her at the cafe I used to attend with my dad when I was younger.
At first, uncertainty filled my stomach and made it twist into knots. I was worried I did something to upset her again.
My mother has never left me a sticky note telling me to dress nice and meet her at the cafe that I haven't been to since my father passed.
I was worried at first but then the tiniest bit of hope blossomed in my chest that she might be coming around and wanting to spend time with me.
Maybe this was her way of making up for not speaking to me on my birthday?
That thought made my heart swell with warmth and excitement. I became a lot less nervous and a little more hopeful and excited.
I had reached for my phone to tell Nico the good news but my smile soon turned into a frown when I realised my phone was dead.
I must've forgotten to put it on charge after Nico dropped me back at the academy. I was so tired that I had a quick shower, crawled into bed and passed out.
The memories from last night made me smile so big it made my face hurt. Domenico Romano loves me.
I thought Domenico asking me to be his girlfriend was the best thing to ever happen to me until he told me that he was in love with me.
I wanted to hear his deep sensual voice tell me he loves me all the time. God, I'd give anything to hear him tell me he loves me for the rest of our lives.
Despite my shower, his cologne still clung to me like a second skin and I couldn't get enough of it. I found myself smelling my skin and hair like a weirdo so I could breathe him in for even longer.
My cheeks heated and I felt embarrassed as I pressed my thighs together and got pleasure in the small amount of pain between my legs.
Domenico and I haven't had sex for a while so it hurt a little to readjust to him all over again and yet I found myself liking the small amount of soreness when I woke up this morning.
After I got dressed in my white with blue flowers sundress that reaches a little above the knee, I sat on my bed gnawing at my bottom lip when my phone still hadn't turned on.
