Conversations in the bedroom
Ferrara is in her final year of uni and while everyone around seems to be getting settled or wild, she feels like her life is stuck on pause. But it's fine, right? She still has half a year to figure out who she is and what she wants after all.
Fabio knows exactly what he wants and it just so happens to be completely at odds with what he has to do for his family company. Dragged from Milan to an American college town, he's counting down the days. Except the more he's away, the more he starts to wonder what he's actually going back to...
As Ferrara and Fabio meet it's hate at first sight but for some reason they keep ending up in his bed.
And it wouldn't be so bad if it was only that - great sex and banter. But it's not.
Cause then there are the conversations.
And God help them both - they might actually understand each other better than anyone else.
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"So, you're coming today around dinnertime, right?" he asks me the moment I pick up.
"Hi. And yeah, it's Friday."
"Good. Before tonight - any hard no's'?"
"Um..."
"Something you don't tolerate or like."
"Well, it's actually a good idea to venture into this topic though I thought we're going to talk about it..." I clear my throat before continuing, feeling awkward talking about it in a public space "You know, face to face. I think it would be more adequate for this kind of talk."
"Ferrara, I'm at the grocery shop. I don't think there'll ever be a more adequate time or place for this discussion." he tells me after the most irritating sigh I have ever heard in my life and I take a deep breath to calm down. If he wants to talk about our sexual barriers while he's grocery shopping and I'm at a cafe then so be it.
"Ok, fine. You can spank me, but I draw the line at anything really hurting or being highly uncomfortable mentally."
There's dead silence.
"I meant hard 'no's' regarding food, Ferrara. Like intolerance to something or allergies. But good to know."
