“Continue with the story babe.” She rolls her eyes.
“Oh yes. So he saved his number on my phone and I called him when I was at the party and then he came to come and get me. He took me to a nice place and we just sat and talked.” I tell her.
“Oh.... and then he brought me back home.” I tell her .
She bites on her lips in concentration.
“Wow.” She says again.
“Sergio Costello ?? The same one ?? The one on the tabloids??!” She asks like she cannot believe it.
I mean I could not believe it too. He is him and I am me. And then we hang out and talk like normal people. That’s just really weird and things have moved between us so fast that he had his hands between my thighs the other day.
“Yes. The same one.” I comment.
“That’s something.” Her face breaks into a wide grin.
“So..... wha
