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“You’re right, Lena. He’s cute.”
I shake my head and laugh. How embarrassing yet typical.
“Yeah, I think so too,” I respond.
“I’ll let you two get back to your make out session. It was nice to finally meet you, Massimo. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again.” She smirks before going back inside, closing the front door behind her. I can see her walking toward the kitchen through the door’s glass pane.
“She loves to do stuff like that to me.”
“You know you love her for it.”
“I do. She keeps it real. So, what time do you want to meet later?”
“Whenever. Just let me know, and I’ll come pick you up.”
“You don’t have to. I’ll drive to you.”
“Are you sure? I don’t mind.” He steps closer to me, pushing back the curls falling over my eyes.
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Okay. Call me when you’re on your way.” He gives me one last peck, grabs the umbrella, and sprints to the car.
I watch him back out of the driveway and then go inside. As soon as I close the door, I hear Luci say, “Holy shit, Lena! You weren’t fucking lying when you said he was hot. Damn, that man is f-i-n-e FINE!”
“You have no idea! He’s so… I don’t even know how to explain him. He’s sexy and sweet and an incredible kisser!” My fingers trace my lips as I say the words, remembering the feeling. I sigh and head to the cabinet to pull down the coffee to make a pot of espresso in the Bialetti coffee maker.
“And?”
“And what?”
“How was he in bed?”
I stop what I’m doing to look at her, leaning into the kitchen counter. “So good. So. Fucking. Good! I don’t think I’ve ever had an orgasm like that.” I grab the coffee maker and twist it open to fill it with water, and place the coffee basket back in.
“Ugh!” she sighs. “I need to get laid so I can have that look on my face too.”
“You do, especially by a man like that. He must’ve given me at least five orgasms, between last night and this morning.”
“Damn, girl, look at you as you talk about him. You’re glowing.”
Turning back to finish making coffee, with a spoon, I scoop some coffee grounds into the coffee maker, twist it closed, and put it onto the stovetop. “I really like him, Luce—like a lot! I know it was just our first date, but it didn’t feel like it. He was funny, sweet, flirtatious, asked a lot of questions as if he’s genuinely interested in getting to know me. Most guys I dated in the past loved talking about themselves.”
“Before interrupting you, I was being creepy and watching you guys through the door and the way he stares at you. That man is in love!”
“No, he isn’t!” I open the cabinet door, grab two espresso cups, and place them onto the counter.
“Oh, he totally is. Mark my words.”
“Is it crazy of me to think I could see myself falling for him too?”
“Yes and no. I mean, yesterday was your first date, but you’ve known him for a while, so not really. When are you seeing him again?”
“Later tonight.”
“Already?”
“I know. I feel like I’m rushing, but I can’t help it. It was his idea, though. Said he couldn’t wait until my days off next week to see me.” I gnaw on my bottom lip as thoughts of Massimo swirl.
