Amelia's POV
Luca lifted me up and walked through to his bedroom with desperate haste. He kicked the door open with his leg and let out a laugh as it bounced off the wall and hit his shoulder as we walked through it. I couldn't help but let out a giggle which quickly turned to a squeal as he threw me down on the bed.
"Oh I'm sorry!" he said, looking worried, "I shouldn't have done that. You're hurt and I could have hurt you more,"
"Luca," I said, beckoning him forward. He sat down on the bed next to me, "I know you're scared and worried about me, but I'm not a china doll and I just want you to kiss me. Nothing else matters now, it's just me and you." I put my hand on his cheek and felt the rough texture of his stubble.
It had been far too long since I had taken the time to memorise ev
