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Luna di miele | 061

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- Nevaeh -

"Bil, it sounds weird if you say it without an accent."

"Vae, I'm trying!" Billie sighs. "You're gonna say some stupid shit. This is literally your first time using Duolingo." I roll my eyes.

"Duo tells me I'm doing amazing!" She huffs. "Well, he's lying." I tell her.

"Why are you so mean to me? Be supportive! I'm learning a new language!" She groans.

"I'm sorry, baby." I chuckle. "You just sound goofy like some white lady at a Mexican restaurant saying 'Gracias' to the waiter that can speak perfect English."

She's been on Duolingo all morning trying to learn some Italian while we're here. We learned some of the basics beforehand like: Hello, thank you, excuse me, and help.

She's googling stupid shit on Google Translate that she thinks she'll "have" to say, like "Stay away from me, I have a wife."

She's adorable though.

"We're gonna be here for two weeks, I might as well become an Italian expert." She shrugs.

"Girl, by the end of these two weeks, you might be able to say a few sentences and that's it." I laugh.

"Hey, I know how to say 'honeymoon' now!" Billie tells me. "How?" I ask. "Luna di miele." She answers. "Impressive." I chuckle. "See? I'm an expert!" She shrugs.

"Expert is definitely a word for it." I mumble. "We're on our luna di miele! Give me a break!" She huffs. "You're giving me a headache, stop speaking in Italian!" I say.

"Perché mi odi?" She sighs. "The fuck does that mean?" I ask.

"'Why do you hate me?'" Billie tells me. "You seriously used Google Translate for that?" I roll my eyes. "Yes." She nods her head proudly.

"Baby, I love you more than anything." I say, laughing softly. "You're just so funny doing this."

"Excuse me for trying to open my language list!" She crosses her arms and pouts. "I think it's very nice, baby girl." I tell her, giving her head a kiss. "Yeah, whatever." She glares at me.

"Hey, don't be like that," I say, cupping her face in my hand. "I love you. So much."

"I love you." She smiles in defeat. "Sorry for being grumpy. I'm still a little jet lagged." Billie sighs. "You're okay, baby." I assure her.

"What do you wanna do today?" She asks me. "We could just chill at the beach or something." I shrug. "We have a lot more time here and we should just relax today. We had a long day yesterday."

"Sounds good to me." She nods. "Did you see the beach they have out there? Whoever owns this house needs to come here more often 'cause they have a whole ass beach to themselves!"

"That's the whole reason they rent it out, baby." I chuckle. "They make hella money from people staying here because of that."

"True." She shrugs her shoulders.

The two of us get off the bed and grab our bathing suits we packed. I put on my bikini and so does Billie. When I turn around and see her, I say "You look so beautiful, baby."