Chapter Twenty-Six
Excited, Francesca put on her lipstick in front of her dresser mirror. She wondered what culinary delights Declan had prepared for her tonight.
He texted earlier confirming their date, ending it with four kisses. Behind the bar at the restaurant, she’d sent him a reply saying how much she was looking forward to it, finishing hers with the same number of kisses.
Sat on her dresser chair, she smiled while applying the lipstick, her mind wandering. Francesca daydreamed about their first farewell kiss. Would it be tonight? Or was Declan a true gentleman? Would he wait until the second date? Either way, so long as she got to kiss him, she didn't care.
The doorbell rang.
Pressing her lips together, she smiled at her own reflection before getting up and rushing for the fro
