My Mafia Husband

in the hospital 1.2

His heart is pounding as he hesitates for a moment, but then finally speaks up. This is it, the answer he so desperately needs to hear from me

"When you remember that moment of me walking up to help you ...do you remember any other details about that night? Do you remember how you felt about me , at all?" He asks ...his face is telling me that he desperately waiting for an answer , hoping that I remember him...

I start thinking as I close my eyes to focus and bring back the memories...they come back again like a flash in the dark...and then there I see him , siting across the restaurant, our eyes meet, we keep eye contact for a few seconds, the feelings I have when I see him, and the way he looks at me it's just making me feel something else, something I never felt before, and then I look away blushing...just then the waitress bumps and all the food in the air floating in slow motion...goes straight to my dress...as I'm trying to clean my dress, I sense a man's cologne that takes my breath away, I look up and I see the man in the attractive suit trying to wipe the food off of me...I look at him and he looks at me...the moment I would give anything to happen again, the moment I felt butterflies in my stomach, the moment...i..i, the moment that i felt in love at first sight...

Just then it's goes dark again ...the memories vanish right there, as i open my eyes again...i see him, Matteo...i take a deep breath , and i can see that he's trying to read my thoughts...

He watches my face intently , studying my expressions as im trying to remember all the details of that night , he's never so anxious in his life before , waiting to see if i remember anything..

-yes, yes i do...i do remember now... *i say under my breath but he's so focused on me he had heard it clearly *

His heart races when i say that . I remember something! He's so nervous now, waiting to hear what exactly I remember

"You do?what do you remember, sweetheart?"

-I remember this man's perfume- I say in a low tone

Again he's surprised, who the hell remembers something so small and specific like perfume? He shakes his head in disbelief, continuing to look at me

"You..you remember the perfume from that night? What did it smell like, princess?"

-it smelled expensive, and it was giving man-like .

He lets out a scoff and a small smirk appears on his face . He can't help it, the expensive perfume comment was so spot on

"Expensive and giving man-like...okay , I guess that sounds right enough. Can you tell me who was wearing the perfume, sweetheart?"

-the man, the man who helped me clean up

He watches me carefully , every answer I give is just giving him closer to what he needs to hear , but he wants to hear me remember without him having to say it first

"Okay, so you remember the person who came up to help you, and you remember the expensive, and giving perfume he was wearing ... can you remember anything else about this mystery guy ?"

I look at his eyes and I stare for a long time, holding eye contact as if I'm trying to see something, anything, through them

He holds eye contact with me as I look at him . He waits, watching my face closely , searching my eyes to see if I remember exactly who I'm looking at

And then it hit me...a flash of memory hits me again as I tremble and I remember his face clearly now without the blurry vision ...I close my eyes again trying to get anything, anything back from that night but nothing, the flash doesn't happen...as I'm closing my eyes with force and opening them again, but still nothing that was it,

You look a lot like him- I say as I open my eyes

He smiles slightly, the coolness still on the outside, but his heart beating faster on the inside. He tries to keep his voice even and neutral as he responds

"Oh yeah? I look a lot like him? Do I?" He says with a smirk on his face

-yes, but he was way hotter- I say as I giggle

His smile growls into a cocky smirk , his ego stroking now. He still doesn't know if I've put it all together yet , he's trying to see what exactly I remember

"Way more hotter, huh? Just how hot are we talking here? He says still having that smirk on his face

-well you said before that me and you are dating so , I can't really say anything else about this guy but he really managed to take my breath away

He lets out a short scoff, he can't help but feel a bit jealous , even though I'm talking about him

"Of course, that handsome guy managed to take your breath away that night, huh? I wonder if he knew he had that affect on you back then.."

-I wish I was on a date with him instead with that boring date I had - I say under my breath

He can't help but chuckle when I say that . Hearing me say say I wish I had a different date , a date with him, causes his ego to sky rocket , even though he remains cool and composed on the outside

"So, you'd rather have a date with the handsome guy who helped you clean up? Is that what you're saying, princess?"

-yes...I'm sorry

His smile is now a full on grin, a confident expression across his face . He's feeling pretty damn confident that you remember at this point, and he leans in a little towards me, his gaze still on me

"Don't be sorry, darling, why should you be sorry?"

I stare at him for a few seconds, taking in his pretty face, his muscular body, and everything about his seems to be screaming HOT

-can you just...uhm...*I murmur under my breath*

He raises an eyebrow at me, looking curious at what I was just about to say

"Can I just what , princess?" He says in a tone that sends shivers down my spine

-can you...just, kiss me? I whisper

He freezes, his heart immediately starts beating faster, he was not expecting me to say that to him. He stares at me, eyes wide for a moment

"You...want me to...to kiss you?"