Fiore Mortale (mxm)

27.

"Why'd he send you flowers when mama has an entire garden out back?" Isla asks distatefully turning her nose up at the daisies a woman had delivered this morning.

"How do you even know they're from him?" I ask, smiling, feeling like I was on cloud nine, even after my haircut this morning.

"You're in Italy, second you're screwing my brother like all the time now, so I'm curious as to what spell you put on him to make this happen. Arsenio doesn't do romance." Isla points out just as Bebè rolls her eyes in disgust at me.

Before I reply, the devil himself appears looking mouth watering as he kisses my cheek.

"Do you like them?" He asks and I nod.

"Good, I'll be gone for most of the day, but I'm taking you out for dinner tonight. So wear something other than shorts and a tee shirt. Okay kitten?" He says, placing another kiss on my clothed shoulder.

"Okay." They wait until he leaves as I turn to see Yuri giving me an I told you so look.

"Oh, he's in love." Carmen says, making her appearance seen, obviously seeing the interaction. "Ooo, they're fresh, and smell divine. I like. You've been so busy the last few weeks, that we haven't hung out at all." She says, making me wonder if she suddenly forgot what happened only to realize she'd probably gotten over it.

"Um, well just a little bit." I say, smiling and briefly glancing over to see Bebè's cold glare.

"You've got a date tonight, with a person I've never seen do anything romantic a day in his life, I suppose that means all is good between you two?" Carmen asks.

"I guess so." I grin, feeling especially happy with Yuri shaking her head and leaving.

***
"This is really nice." I tell Arsenio, looking around the expensive restaurant especially since he's requested a private booth away from everyone else. So unless someone else requested a private booth, we wouldn't be bothered tonight.

I glance over to meet his intense gaze.
"What?" I ask, feeling flustered that our complicated relationship actually made it this far.

"You're beautiful kitten." He murmurs, his eyes sparkling with interest.

I blush and pick up the menu to distract myself, not actually understanding anything on it since everything is written in Italian.

"Scoot over here so I can tell you what the menu says." Arsenio says, not once picking up his menu as I shyly move to his side.

"I want pasta."

"We had pasta last night, you keep eating it everyday and you'll start to gain weight." He informs me, opening my menu for me.

"But it's what I want to eat." I counter, seeing him playfully roll his eyes.

"Kitten, that's not healthy for you. I know mama let's you eat whatever you want for lunch."

He kisses my cheek. "Fine, but don't say I didn't tell you." He gives in seeing me pout. "What kind of pasta do you want?"

I look intently at the menu, trying to figure out the few words I did know from lessons with Isla. She'd been busy lately, or I had, so I haven't seen her as much as I used to.

"La carne." I point at one of the only things I recognize. He smirks and shakes his head.

"It all has meat in it. W-"

"Elijah! It's good to see you!" Mario calls making me instantly uncomfortable.

Not only is he the boy that slipped me the piece of paper to inform me of Arsenio's jealousy problem, but he's Elnoria's brother. The bitch Gio was screwing.