Italian Obsession

Chapter 90

Valentina

"I can't believe you slept with him!"

"Natalia, I know. I just... I don't know."

"I get it, Valentina. You still love him, and feelings are hard to handle sometimes, but he's not good for you emotionally or mentally."

"You are probably right, but the kids miss him a lot, especially Maverick."

"Val, listen to me, okay? Just give it some thought."

"I have, Natalia. I think about it every single day and I still have feelings for him as much as I shouldn't."

"I just want what is best for you. Do you really think you would actually be willing to put your feelings on the line again if he proposes or anything like that?"

"I don't know, but I know therapy has really been helping him."

"That's good, but that doesn't mean he would change."

"I know. I am just being hopeful."

"I mean, I can't tell you what to do but just take my advice and keep your guards up. Okay?"

"I plan to. I told him if he cheats or does anything to lose my trust again, he will be permanently cut out of my life."

"Stick to that mindset and you will be fine, Val."

"I just hope he has changed."

"Me too. Any plans for tonight?"

"I guess he wants to take me to dinner tonight."

My sister raised her eyebrows. "For?"

"He told me that it was a surprise."

"What if he proposes? Are you going to say yes?"

"I don't know yet."

"Just make good choices, okay?"

"Yes."

Natalia smiled. "I have to go, Frank made lunch for me, but call me later?"

"I will for sure."

*** Three hours later: It was 5 by the time I finished getting ready for dinner. Looking at myself in the mirror, I knew that Danny would appreciate this outfit. Whatever he had in store for me, I had no clue.

I heard the door open downstairs. "Valentina?"

"Be down in a second, Danny."

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my purse and went downstairs, only to find Danny wearing a gray dress shirt and khaki pants. God, he cleans up so well.

"You look gorgeous."

"You look pretty good yourself."

Danny smirked. "Thanks, babe."

"What did you just call me?"

"You heard me. Are you ready to go?"

"Yes."

I followed him outside and got in his car, my nerves shooting through the roof. What if he proposes?