CHAPTER 5"i think i like you best when you're just with me and no one else."
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My father laughed as I placed the beret on top of his head. It was cliche but it made him laugh when he saw himself in the mirror. I passed him the rest of the things I bought for him including an eiffel tower paper weight, a few books, a new tie, and a real leather jacket.
"Giselle," he said, after the laughter had died down, "Why did Giovanni De Luca give you a ride home?"
"He just happened to be there," I said truthfully. "He was just being nice."
My father still looked uneasy.
"I'm over it," I reassured his unspoken doubts, "I promise."
He let out a deep breath, "If you say so."
I smiled at him before looking back to my bag to unpack. At the bottom of my bag, neatly rolled and covered by a garment cover was the only dress I owned appropriate enough for the party I had been invited to. The party was always black tie and this dress, only worn once, would have to be cut it.
The last time I wore it was a few weeks ago for a party held by the pastry school I attended to congratulate us for graduating. I pulled the lump of cloth out.
"Giovanni invited me to the party tonight," I stated, "and I'm going."
My father stopped placing my books back on my shelf and looked at me incredulously.
"Selley..." he trailed.
"I already said yes, I can't back out." I defended myself.
"Dad please? You know how badly I've wanted to go to one." I begged.
It was unheard off in this level of society, inviting one of the staff to actually attend the party. But none of the people there knew who I was except the De Luca's and I doubted I would run into Mrs. De Luca as she was typically always inside, entertaining and hosting her closest friends.
My father sighed, "I can't stop you," he looked at me with a concerned look in his eyes, "You're all grown up now. But please be careful."
I smiled, "I will dad."
A light knock at the door brought our attention to Louisa, Joe, and George who walked into the room without waiting for a reply. I laughed at the huge smile on Louisa's face as she held out her arms open wide for me to walk into. I hugged her, "I missed you guys so much,"
My eyes widened when I suddenly remembered all the gifts I had bought each of them. I pulled away from Louisa's motherly embrace and shuffled through my belongings before I found the three wrapped packages.
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Romance𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴. *** Giselle Martin prefers a quiet life, hiding in the shadows, and watching her childhood crush live out his playboy whims. When she comes back from school...