Dear Rome,

Dear Rome,

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Jasper is a 17 year old highschool senior attending Lakewood highschool in Seattle and all she really wants is a quiet last year with her two ride or dies. Though her plans come to a hault when her world is shook by a italian exchange student who can't seem to stay away from her. They say his name is Rome and he seems to be the man of the hour, everyone wants a moment with the accented, hot, exchange student, when thier paths cross and he cant keep his eyes off her how will she react to the sudden attraction she can't seem to budge. Well, when the only thing on your mind is the 6'4 italian god that wont stop staring at you the only thing you can really do is... Run. ----- "I'm sure you could make it up to me" he said caging me with his arms again "You do, do you? How so?" I asked smiling Suddenly this room got really hot "We'll let's start here-" he said kissing me and pulling me in by the waist while I wrap my arms around his neck wanting him as close as possible "and then here-" he said separating our lips, lowering down to my neck leaving a trail of tingles in his path "and this is the real prize winner" he said sucking onto my neck enough that I'm sure it was going to leave a mark, but I was far to hypnotized by his touch to stop him "you think you can do that?" he asked after he was done I couldn't even form words anymore, all I could give him was a nod as I leaned into him taking his lips into my mouth and lightly tugging on his hair making him groan "I love when you do that" I said as I separated from him lowering my lips to his jaw "Love when you make me do that" he said making me smile into my kisses. Reaching the base of his neck I began sucking leaving my mark on him slightly nibbling on his skin just to tease, finishing with a small peck on his new mark and then his shoulder and then his cheek and finally his lips. "How'd I do?" I asked looking into his eyes again only they were missing their usual warm amber "Perfetta" he said with a smirk
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His rich, velvety voice sent thrills down my spine as he spoke my name. His intense, mesmerising gaze focused on mine, making it impossible to look away. As he drew me closer, his powerful arms wrapped around me, and I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin. The aroma of his fragrance, a seductive blend of spice and musk, filled the air, making my heart race and my senses whirl. It's as if every aspect of him is intended to captivate and enchant me, keeping me completely entranced. Release me," I muttered, feeling my cheeks heat up as I stubbornly avoided his gaze. He let go like he had forgotten to do so. For a few seconds, neither of us said anything. I fiddled with the hem of my sleeve, pretending I was calm, while secretly screaming inside. Why is he just standing there? Say something, idiot! Finally, he broke the silence. "So, why were you ignoring me?" he asked in low, almost accusing. "Why would I ignore you?" I lied without flinching, acting like innocent. But he wasn't buying it. "I saw you," he said, stepping a little closer. "You ducked behind a door like you were dodging bullets. You thought I wouldn't notice?" Ugh, busted. I rolled my eyes. "Maybe I just didn't have any reason to confront you," I replied, crossing my arms as a shield against how close he was now. He leaned in slightly, smirking, "Oh, but you had plenty of reasons to hang around those guys at the swimming pool, huh?" he shot back. "I was just... talking," I said defensively. "It's called being social. You should try it sometime instead of lurking around like a spy." He chuckled, "Lurking? Please. I was just passing by. I was surprised when I saw you laughing with those guys like you were starring in some rom-com." I refuse to back down. "And what if I was?" I challenged. He didn't flinch. Instead, he tilted his head with a mock-thoughtful expression. "Then I guess I'd have to remind you... there are better options around " he said, tapping his chest casually.

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