The very next day, the only thing I could think of is our date. This relationship is going fast, but is going well so far. I have thought about every single detail. Even Tess could notice I was happy in a way I could not even describe. She said she was happy for me, but always be careful with the Waltz girls, especially with the control-freak mother. This time it makes more sense to me. I can say I know Geneva more than before and Tessa's warn absolutely fits in.
Right now, I need to focus on my chores and pay attention to my duty. Otherwise I may have trouble on the day of my second date. Which by the way, it is going to be another Italian night with some lasagna frutti di mare, which means it is all about sea food, Italian cream and milk, parmesan and mozzarella cheese. With a fried spinach type of fixture, some pano fatto en casa (homemade bread).
A special Italian salad as an entry, some piña coladas Italian style, white merlot wine, could not miss. For dessert, I will buy some truffle gelato and prepare it with nuts and cioccolato fondente, some cherries and sweet fruit. For the appetizer, I have prepared some homemade prosciutto to spread onto our bread, and margarita mini pizza slices with olive oil and some species of herbs.
The last thing to think of, but not the least one is my outfit. This time I am more concerned about it than the last one. I need to dress myself to feel comfy, but also to impress Nova, and somehow, seduce her the way she seduces me. I even have candles, French vanilla and cinnamon fragrance. I have cut some rose petals and spread them all over the place. The smell is so exquisite and delicate, the perfect match for a velvet evening.
It is a whole mixture of odors which somehow reminds me of Nova. Her own aroma is of roses, white, red, yellow, pink, even blue roses. The way her lips taste, cinnamon flavor! The way her skin tastes, French vanilla. I could never forget about this. I could never forget about her and the way she makes me feel with her scent. EVER!
The night just started!
BEING ALMOST 7 O'CLOCK, I was totally ready waiting for my love. I am wearing a mini navy-blue skirt, red converse sneaker shoes and a red v-neck shirt. If she wants to play the seduction game with me, I am on it. I only hope she cannot resist this time.
7 p.m. The doorbell rang and my heart started bumping faster, stronger and louder than it usually does. I opened the door and there she is. As magnificent as only she can be! Looks like a vision, I do not even know if it is a mirage or a master piece in front of me. Wearing a black tight pair of jeans, a blue navy long sleeve shirt, silver high heels matching with the silver handbag, her hair tied up in a pony tail, with bangs in the front, so classy and natural of her.
She has brought a bottle of Chardonnay, yay! We are going to celebrate! Each other's company, I guess. She also bought a bouquet of white roses with sunflowers in a very fancy decoration. She always thinks of everything. She seems so happy and she makes me incredibly happy as well. I hope I can reward her at least a bit of all she has given me the past few days.
It seems to be an intense night! With the high heels, she looks way taller than me, so she prefers to take those off and walks barefoot all over the place. She looks so young and fresh. She is very fearless and curious about everything. She takes care of every single detail. She is over-protective, a bit possessive sometimes, but also, she is a vulnerable and sensitive woman.
She is everything I am not. And that is why I love her more than anyone else. She and I share a lot of interests, likes, hobbies, passions and that is what makes us a very strong couple I think. I am going to ask her to be my girlfriend tonight, and if everything goes well, we both can start something good from here.
I am nervous! I just hope she can enjoy my food and the whole environment I prepared for her, for us. She makes me do cheesy stuff. I cannot remember the last time I did something like this for Jason, or he did it for me either. This time is different! This time is great, real and true. This time is once and for all.
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