Hearing Sydney say those words is something I've never expected. Since we met I've always ended up getting angry at him. We also have a good share of good times together. The teases, him cooking for me, the kisses and time in the cottage. Sydney has shown me a playful side of him and even shown vulnerability -something I know he doesn't show to many people. I smile at this but my smile falters when I think of Bianca.
"We can't raise our son in the mafia Sydney." Sydney seems disappointed when I say this. I know he wants me to tell him I like him back but I have to be sure of what I'm getting myself into. When I say the words, there'll be no turning back.
"I have a plan. I don't know if it'll work and I don't want you to worry about it." This piques my curiosity.
"You'll tell me later
