Off guard

monday ; 12:37pm

"Are you going to come outta there?"
I hear Luca shouting. I changed into a casual skirt and sweater combo. My door creaked open a bit.

"Maybe."

I shout back.

"When?"

He asks.
I don't reply.

"Lunch is served, come down."
Ugh, as if I want to dine with him. I stroll down the marble staircase, trying my hardest not to throw myself off of it.

He welcomes me into the dining room, where I place myself on the complete opposite side of the long wooden table. He sits on the other. There is practically metres between us.

"Hope you're hungry, roast beef for lunch."

He smiles with his white teeth that I would happily knock out. Servants come along one by one placing food on the table.

"So, we'll be spending a week together, watching each other eat, walk, breathe, talk, shower..."

"What?"

"Nothing."

He smirks.

"This wasn't my choice. I was made to come here. Don't expect me to be diving into your arms."

"How about diving into our swimming pool? Or even better, into my bath?"

I roll my eyes.

"C'mon Jo, I'm just playing with you."

I sit quietly, trying my best to ignore him.

"It's Josephine."

"That's too long of a name to moan."

I stand up, slightly hitting my arms on the table, making him jump. I began to walk out, when he stands in my way.

"Look, just eat, no talk."
He mumbles to me.
I walk back to my seat.

As we eat, I notice his long gazes at me. He disgusts me. I won't lie, he's attractive, but his attitude towards things is vile. He sees us as if we're still 5.

"How about a walk through our garden?"

I look at him. He looks at me. I return to looking at my plate.

"Is that a yes?"
"Fine."

Anything to shut him up.