Arno’s POV
I couldn’t help to look at her lips. They looked so soft and tempting. So perfect to be kissed.
“I think we should go back,” I said before I would break a promise I gave Antonia.
“Yes, we should.”
I got up and reached out to help Mariana stand up. She held my hand, but I must have overdone it with champagne because she faltered as she stood up and bumped straight into my chest. I held her up. She raised her head and our eyes met.
There was nothing besides this moment and no one besides us. We stood looking at each other. Her slim hand was on my chest. Dark brown hair that got out of the pin and fell on her face. Sparkles in her eyes. Her breath getting faster and heavier.
The moment when nothing else matters.
“Ummm… we should go back really slowly,” she said out of the bl
