Her Savior | ON HOLD

☆Chapter 24☆

I kissed Matteo.

I'm still kissing Matteo.

Oh my goodness.

I quickly pull back, scared of his reaction.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know why I did that. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. I mean, I did, but I shouldn't have I'm so-"

He cuts me off by smashing his lips back on mine.

This one lasts longer than the one before. He lifts his hands off the counter, moves them to my waist, and then pulls me closer to him.

Before we pull away, I hear cheering behind us. I immediately pull away, already knowing who it is.

"Oh my goodness,"
"Finally,"
"It's about time,"
"Yay,"

I jump off the counter and turn to see them all smiling. Matteo pulls me closer and holds my waist, and I feel my cheeks turn brighter.

"Oh my gosh, she's blushing," Isabella squeals.

"Get out, all of you," Matteo tells them.
"All right but no making babies in the kitchen," Angelo says, and they all laugh, and once again, my cheeks turn pink.

"You feeling better now?" Matteo asks, turning me to face him.
"Yeah, thanks a lot,"
"Let's go," he says, leading me out of the kitchen.

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It's been a few hours since the kiss.
The kiss I can't get out of my head.

Is he thinking about it too?
Was it a mistake to think that's what he wanted to do as well?
Well, he came back for the second time, so I'm guessing he did.

"What are we having for lunch? I'm starving," Enzo asks
"When aren't you?" Isabella says
"Can we order pizza or something? Is that okay for everyone?" Enzo continues

Everyone nods their heads, and he orders 2 large pepperoni pizzas.

10 minutes later, the doorbell rings.
"I'll get it," Enzo says.

He pays for it and brings it back to the table in the living room.
He opens up the boxes, and Anaya comes back with paper plates.

The boys take 3, Isabella and Anaya take 2, and I take 1.

We all start eating by the time I get to even half of it, the boys are all going for their fourth ones.

My eyes widen, and they all start laughing.
"Welcome to the Romano residence, guys, where the men eat for 2," Isabella says, and I let out a small laugh. Matteo looks at me and smiles, and I hide my face from him.

When they finish their fourth pizza, I finish my first one, and I'm filled for the next 3 days.
"I'm so proud of you," Matteo says to me, and I lift my head to see everyone looking at me smiling.

"What, what did I do?" I ask, confused.
"You finished the entire pizza slice," Angelo says
"Oh,"

"You know what we should do to celebrate? Let's go get ice cream," Enzo says, and everyone agrees.

"Guys, it's not that deep. I finished a pizza slice, and that's it. You guys ate 4 slices," I let out a small laugh.

"Okay, fine, then let's just go get ice cream," Enzo says,
"Let's go," Matteo stands up and gives me his hand. When I hold onto it, he pulls me up, grabs his keys, and we all leave. Enzo and Isabella, Angelo and Anaya, Matteo and I.

"Thank you," I tell him after he opens the door for me. When he's inside, he starts the car and we start driving.

"What do you do?" I ask
"What do you mean?" he asks
"Like for work,"
"Oh, I'm the CEO of my dad's company,"
"Wow, that's so cool,"
"Yeah," he chuckles.

I pull my hoodie off my lap and put it on.
Matteo looks at me and sighs.

I disappointed him
Just like I do everybody else in my life

"I'm sorry," I say quietly
"What for?" He asks
"For putting on the hoodie after this told me not to,"
"I didn't say not to, I just meant you don't have to hide yourself from people. You can wear it if you're not comfortable."
"Okay,"

He makes a left turn and looks for parking, then parks in the empty space.
We all get out of the cars and walk into the ice cream place.

Matteo looks at Isabella and then asks," Why didn't you take your own car?"
"Uh, I didn't wanna drive,"
"Mmm"

"Let's go," he says as he holds my hand
"Buona giornata , come posso aiutarvi oggi?" (Good day, how may I help you today?) The lady behind the counter who seems like she pushed up her boobs says ogling at Matteo.

"Buongiorno, potrei avere -  what do you want?" (Good day, could I get-)He cuts himself off.
"I'll get whatever you're getting," I say
"Potrei avere due biscotti e panna?" (Could I get two cookies and cream?")
"Certo, arrivo subito, per favore, vai a sederti da qualche parte  " (Sure, coming right up, please go take a seat somewhere) she finishes and Matteo moves me with him to a table.

"Let's play 21 questions," he says as we sit down.
"Yeah, okay, you start," I say
"Favorite color"
"Purple, Favorite color"
"Black, when's your birthday?"
"The 11th of June, yours?"
"The 12th of September, morning or night?"
"Night, coffee, or tea"
"Coffee, what's your go-to comfort food?"
"Fries, did you have any pets growing up?"
"Yes, did. It was a golden retriever. I actually have 2 dogs."
"Where?" I ask confused.
"At my house," he says casually
"You have another house,"
"Yeah we all do, this is more of a group house,"
"Oh my goodness, do all of you work for your dad's company?"
"Yeah,"

Oh my gosh
Money must be funny in a rich man's world

I see the lady from earlier approaching us and it looks like she pushed her boobs up more. They're basically spilling out of her uniform.

She bends over and puts the ice cream on the table.
"Qualunque altra cosa?" (Anything else?)
She seductively says.

Matteo shakes his head and she places a napkin next to him with some numbers on it.

Her number I'm guessing.

She leaves while trying to sway her hips.
Keyword: trying.

"That's crazy," I quietly say.
"What?" Matteo asks
"Nothing"

I eat a spoonful of the ice cream and my eyes widen.
"Is it good" he laughs.
"Yeah"