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“There, you have perfect aim.” He chuckles.
“Oh, apparently, I don’t need to aim for things. I can just stand here, and things will come to me.”
“This thing is like a magnet to you.” He grins, leaning down to kiss me.
I turn around to stir the cheese sauce and he glances over at me, taking the spoon from my hand, mixing it himself. “Hey, I thought I was in charge of this.”
“Mm. But I am the expert with sauce.”
“Is that so?”
“All sauces.” He grins, running his hand over my stomach, across my pelvis, and between my legs.
“Hey, behave! They are hot here, and we don’t want to get burned.”
He steps away, laughing again. “The hottest thing in this kitchen is you, my love, and I handle you just fine.”
When I turn back to look at him, his eyes are dark with mischief.
“One day, Antonio, I will be the one tying you up and doing whatever I want to your body.”
He grins. “My beautiful baby girl. Hell will freeze over before that happens.”
While we finish making the dinner, Antonio pours me a glass of white wine and reminds me again of how much he loves me.
I feel as though this is what my life would be like with him if I could only let go of this need for revenge against my father.
It is getting in the way and holding me back.
Antonio is so attuned to me he can tell that my thoughts have gone to other places.
“Come on, let’s set the table and sit down to eat - and talk.”
I nod, sliding off the kitchen counter where I was sitting. He sorts out the final bits while I collect plates and cutlery and place them on the dining table near the balcony.
Antonio dishes up food for both of us, and fills my wineglass, then comes to sit with me.
He eats, watching me but not pushing me. Just giving me the space to talk whenever I am ready.
After a few mouthfuls of food, which tastes amazing, I glance over at him and say. “It is my father, Antonio.”
“What about him? Has something happened?”
“No, nothing has happened. I just can’t stop thinking about what he did.”
“It is bothering you. That is natural. Why don’t you tell me what is on your mind?”
I sigh. “Well, I am kind of struggling with this internal battle. I want to let it go. I want to forget about him. I have you. I have found love. Nothing else should matter to me. But I can’t let go of the fact that I want answers from him. Why he did what he did? How he has lived with himself all these years. I want to confront him. I want to make him tell me. I want to know why he never contacted me. I can assume what he would say. I can assume things, but they are not satisfying my need to know the truth. I hate him. I am struggling so much to just let this go, like I know I need to.”
He places his fork on the plate and reaches out to take my hand from across the table.
“Seraphina, if you need answers, then you deserve those answers. Yes, you have found love, and your life is changing now, but closure is important.”
“But I don’t know how to get it. I don’t know what I should do.”
“You do whatever you need to do.”
I nod, staring down at his beautiful hands, his warm fingers stretched over mine.
