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"Wow."
That was the only thing that got out of the girl's mouth when they ended the kiss in need of a breath.
"Definitely wow, ma chéri."
He replied, looking sweetly at her, not finding any other words to describe the kiss that they exchanged just a mere second before.
Or at least he couldn't speak those words up.
Everything was feeling like a real, realistic dream, so all the words that he thought to use to describe what just happened wouldn't come out.
It was like where his heart was exploding in happiness at their kiss, his brain wouldn't completely believe it still.
Like it was pretty impossible for him to believe that they did really kiss.
"Was it okay?" Vittoria mumbled, wanting to be sure that he liked the kiss they exchanged.
She just hoped she didn't make a fool of herself.
She strongly hoped that he, not only, liked the kiss, but that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
The girl couldn't bear the thought, the possibility, that he wasn't actually interested in her.
Because in that case the possibilities were two:
1) He thought of her like someone to play with. He noticed the effect that he had on her and decided to toy with it, not caring about her feelings.
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