True to his word Luca had picked me up two hours later. Not a second before or a minute later. He was curious to know what was in the box as I got into the Beast.
I smiled and clicked my tongue telling him he would have to wait for dessert to find out. I was rewarded with one of his toe-curling smiles I rarely saw. When we arrived at his penthouse I put the dessert into the fridge. Luca went to wash up and get into something more comfortable. I spot a bottle of wine sitting on the bench. I take out two wine glasses from the cupboard and pop open the bottle. I fill up the glasses halfway and take them into the living room placing them on the coffee table.
“Do you think you should be drinking Vanessa?” I feel his breath on the nape of my neck.
I slowly turn around and face him.
