HIS BELLA

chap. 19

                           LEONARDO

Having her in my arms remind the night she fell into my arms - since that moment I've not slept a night without her being on my mind . I cannot seem to get enough of her it's driving me crazy .

" Umm.. what's your favourite colour?" She asked making me chuckle . Out of everything she could possibly ask me she asked this- she's one hell of a girl .

I never had a favourite colour not until  I stared into her hazel brown orbs which right now is staring up to me with so much curiosity like she really wanna know me that thought made something twist inside my chest . Warm . New .

" Brown " I reply to which she nods and gives me a tiny smile and then goes on all about how she all the colours and she cannot decide and pick one .

She rambled on and I let her . Her voice was strange kind of a music- unfiltered, curious and free . I did not realised how long I listened to her until she tilted her head again eyes back on the lake .

" Do you come here often " she asked me looking towards the lake and then me

" I do when I'm in Italy " she hums in acknowledgement swinging her legs on the bench we sat on .
As I feel her mind running towards another question prepared for me .

" So you like cats or dogs ? " Her voice was completely earnest as if the question really mattered to her .

" I don't usually have time for pets " she gasps and narrows her eyes at me .

" I love cats they are mysterious and soft and so adorable and dogs are such a good cuddle partners and they are so loyal . I love them both see ? I can never choose ."

I watched her talk , her hands gesturing in air as she talks about- I don't even know at this point I'm so engrossed in the mesmerizing girl I could hear her talk forever.

A wind strikes right into me as I feel her shiver under me- that tshirt barely giving her any warmth as I rip my jacket off and drape it over her shoulders and I feel her cheeks turning red as she peer through her eye lashes looking up at me with her mouth agape .

"Thank you for this " her voice barely audible as she looks down at her feet clutching onto the jacket .

" We should get going it's getting cold " I don't wait for her reply as I take her hands in mine and start walking . Her hands feel so small and delicate engulfed in mine .

Just as we settle down in the car as I buckle her up she turns her body to mine with the look I know all too well .

" Ask what you have in your pretty little head " I say as I start the car .

" I was wondering how old are you ? " She asks meekly playing with her fingers .

" I'm twenty six " I hear her gasp at my reply and I don't need to see to know that her jaw dropped .

" You're quite old " to which I do nothing but smirk .

" I'm 19 btw " she says almost as a whisper .

" I know princess " her nose scrunches up in confusion but she doesn't asks just curls up in the seat looking out of the window .

The hum of the engine is the only sound between us, her head leaned against the window, hair fluttering lightly with the breeze sneaking in through the crack.

She’s wearing my jacket.
She smells like strawberries and vanilla.
And she has no idea what she’s doing to me just by existing.

I glance at her again—eyes closed, lips softly parted, cheeks flushed from the cold or from me, I don’t know. I tighten my grip on the steering wheel before I lose all
control and pull over just to kiss her.