Chapter 26
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Isabella had phoned Stella and Dexter and both of them accepted the dinner invitation to nonna’s house. She phoned her father afterwards and told him about the invite, when he asked if she had told her mother Isabella sighed and begged her father to let her know.
Now she was standing in her bedroom and wondered what she wanted to put on. She couldn’t be too sexy or too dull, she was too nervous. She would have called Jamie but he was knee deep in back to back meetings. Isabella looked at her options laid out on the bed and groaned. Santo entered the condo he was sharing with Bella and heard a groan. He went to inspect what was going on. He saw his girlfriend laying on the floor and tons of dresses scattered on the bed.
“Tesoro, what is going on?”
Isabella placed an arm on her forehead, not bothering to look at him.
“I can’t choose a bloody dress.” She stated anxiously.
Santo laughed at Bella as he picked her up and placed her on his lap. He soothed her hair while regarding her.
“Anything you choose will be a good fit but if you want I’d say the dark blue polka dot dress.”
Isabella placed her hand on Santo’s cheek, she watched him rub it against her hand. Santo turned his head to kiss her palm and saw her stare at him. It seemed an eternity before either of them broke the silence.
“Santo…”
Santo silenced her with a slow kiss that made her melt. Bella felt him tease her with his tongue; she tried capturing it but failed miserably. She heard Santo laugh and whisper something but she couldn’t make it out.
“I hate how you can calm me down.”
“No you don’t tesoro.”
Santo pulled her closer and allowed himself to look at her. Isabella was a beautiful woman, a rare find compared to all the modern women of the world. Her beauty was not only on the outside, he took a moment to appreciate the love she had for him; the incredible patience it must take every day to know that she loved him. With Santo so silent and brooding Isabella wondered what he was actually thinking.
“Santo what are you thinking?”
Santo took her hand and played with her fingers.
“How patient you must be to love someone as difficult as me.”
Even though Bella wanted an honest answer, she was still shocked to hear how honest he had been. Had she known such a situation would have brought out this side of Santo she would have had a dress disaster ages ago. Bella shook off her silly thoughts. She kissed him; not rushing but not slow either. They did not touch each other; simply let their lips literally do all the talking. Bella pulled on the napels of Santo’s collar. She focused all of her attention on making this as meaningful as possible. She poured every bit of love she had for him in that kiss. She let the tip of her tongue slide gently along the roof of Santo’s tongue. Santo groaned at her ministration, he had to get himself under control. Somewhere along the line Santo had forgotten entirely about her dilemma and Bella had been his main focus.
“We should stop.”
Bella pulled back slightly, she knew he hadn’t meant it in a bad way. She placed her head on her hand; looking at him intently.
“I should go get ready then for dinner.” Bella said breathlessly.
“Okay tesoro.”
Santo lifted her up and left Bella to go get ready. While waiting for her he used the guest bedroom to get ready himself. He decided on black jeans, a dark blue shirt with dark brown dress shoes. It didn’t take him long to be done, he made his way to the lounge to wait for Isabella. He was pouring a drink when he heard footsteps approaching.
“So what did you decide…”
Santo looked up at Bella and lost the ability to speak. She went with the polka dot dress with the straps, the length of the dress fell just inches below her knees. She paired it with white heels and her hair in a messy, cute bun with some strands out loosely. She didn’t do much in terms of makeup and he loved that.
Isabella eyed Santo who was gawking at her.
“Santo is everything okay?” She asked, concerned.
“You look incredible mi amor.”
Isabella went to put her arms around his neck.
“Grazie mi amor, is my outfit really making you speechless?”
Santo gripped her waist, pulling her so close he could feel her breath on his face. Santo grabbed her ass and pulled it closer to his body so she could feel his b***r.
“Does that answer your question?”
He watched her think about it and laugh. She hadn’t laughed like that since lunch with his grandma. His amor was returning to him.
“Shall we leave?” Santo questioned and Isabella nodded.
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