Ginevra
“Good morning.” I smile at Ruggerio, who is entering the kitchen while rubbing his eyes.
"Hey, babe. What’s that amazing smell?”
I giggle as I continue to scoop the eggs around in the frying pan. “Scrambled eggs and bacon. The only breakfast I can make.” I laugh as he hugs me from behind with a sigh. “It smells amazing.”
He presses a kiss below my ear and whispers, “Also, seeing you wearing anything, but my shirt is the best f*****g thing to see this early on a Friday morning.”
Laughing again, I try to shield myself from his hands groping me. “No, please, stop. You are tickling me.” Turning around with the spatula still in my hand, I put my arms on his shoulders. He kisses me, his hands scooping up the shirt that I’m wearing, roaming my skin with his hands.
“Good morning, su
