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Chapter Fourteen
Icrept up the stairs like a sixteen-year-old with a midnight curfew sneaking in at 2 a.m. Even though I knew that super-sleuth Fran probably had her ear to the ground all night trying to listen in on what we were up to downstairs and no doubt was sleeping with one eye open to check what time I’d returned to my room, I tried my best to unlock the door as quietly as possible.
I flicked on the bedside lamp, flopped onto the bed and stared at the large wooden beams on the ceiling.
No way. Had I fallen asleep hours ago and dreamt the whole thing?
I’d had rather a lot to drink, and so it was quite conceivable that I’d made the whole thing up.
No, no, I reasoned.I do believe that thisdidactually happen.
I felt soalive…
I was on the pitch.
I’d done Roxy, Monique, Bella and myself proud. I’d experienced some passion and ticked another goal off my list.
And it was funny. Somehow, despite not knowing Lorenzo, without having a full face of make-up, being clad in overtly designer gear (not to mention the lady garden situation and the fact that I hadn’t been this intimate with anyone for ages), I’d still felt remarkably comfortable with him.
Whilst I was frustrated that we hadn’t gone all the way, perhaps it was better to ease myself into this new world gently. I’d already done far more than the uptight, prim and proper MARGIN who’d arrived in Tuscany four days ago would have done.
In fact, who the hell am I? Where has Sophia gone?
I undid my sandals and curled up on the bed. I would certainly have sweet dreams tonight.
My alarm sounded at 8 a.m.
After barely four hours sleep, I was feeling groggy. Then, like a thunderbolt, it hit me:
Oh my God…
I wriggled around on my bed in excitement. Ithadhappened. A million thoughts flashed through my mind. The taste of his lips, the sensation of his warm, sweet breath all over my body, the feeling of a highly aroused and ridiculously hot man on top of me…
My, my, my…
I wondered how he’d act towards me at breakfast. Would he pretend it didn’t happen and go back to being cold or would he be nice? I’d soon find out as I had got an hour to shower, put on a hint of make-up, quickly smooth out my hair (after last night’s antics, it had become more than a little dishevelled), get dressed and pack my suitcase.
‘Buongiorno,’ I said as I approached the kitchen. Erica was in there with Fran and surprisingly gave me a warm smile.
‘Buongiorno, Sophia,’ she replied. Well, I wasn’t expecting her to be so nice to me, given the fact that she must know I had gotten up to no good with Lorenzo last night.
A flash of guilt ran through me. I’d known how much she liked Lorenzo, yet I’d still pursued him. Whatever happened to the sisterhood?
Fuck it. Remember what Albert said: Life is short. You only live once. You have to go for what you want. Lorenzo’s single, I’m single. We’re both free agents.And Erica lived over here, so she could see him any time. But I was only staying for a few days and had to try and seize the opportunity.
As I entered the hallway, I saw the vision that was Lorenzo glide through the dining room doors from outside.
Wow…
He was wearing those sexy dark blue jeans again, with a fitted blue jumper that showed off the shape of his magnificent chest. Yes. I remembered that chest…
He flashed his killer Colgate smile, and I felt my body tingle all over.He is so damn hot.
‘Buongiorno,’ he said as he approached us.
‘Buongiorno, Lorenzo,’ I replied innocently as he entered the kitchen. My stomach did a giant backflip.
I attempted to hold it together as I made my way out to the dining table and sat down.
