The Perfect Intern

Chapter 44.

Hello, everyone. It's ya girl. I know it's been a while since there was an update, but I come baring gifts! Doesn't make up for how long I've waited? I know, I know. This cover was made by one of the readers ( trulyness) I find it very cute and heartwarming considering no one has made me one before. So, thank you very much!

The second gift is that video edit I mentioned long ago, that I couldn't seem to download. I finally figured it out, but unfortunately my memory for who made it didn't hold out, so if you did please comment so I can give credit! I absolutely flove it!

Happy reading, loves!

This chapter is unedited so I am sorry for any mistakes.

Warning: Recommended for 17+ due to a mature scene. Please skip unless you want to be a risk taker then go ahead!)
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Dante

I gave Jason the okay to leave before walking past Ariella's car to go inside. It was a cute little, white dodge avenger. Knowing her, though, she probably forgot she had even brought it. She had had it for a month and still chose to ride with me everywhere we went. Not that I was complaining.

I walked inside and was enveloped by silence and the smell of Ariella's oh so loved fresh and fruity mulberry plum candles. She, however, must've been upstairs doing god knows what. Placing my key on the key rack, I removed my phone from my pocket and placed it on the counter.

I prefer no distractions when I am near her and I think she'd feel the same. As I walked up the stairs, the sounds of a muffled voice and quick shuffling on the floor became evident.

What are you up to, gattina?

I walked down the long hallway, taking quick strides, and I peered into the open door way. The sight brought a smile to my face and my heart as I couldn't help but feel slightly as though I'd been in this moment before.

Ariella was spinning on her toes as her hips rocked and dark, brunnette hair swayed. The only source of light being the bathroom one. Hearing Maddie's voice come from the phone that was laid on the bed, I leaned against the door frame. Crossing one leg over the other and placing my hands in my pocket, I enjoyed the view even if for only a few more seconds.

The reminder of our short-lived, yet eye opening trip to Thailand --

Perhaps, I shouldn't say eye opening, considering how it ended. What I mean is, despite how it ended, it held the exact moment I knew I was never letting her go. I may have said some things that I regret now, but no matter what they were, it was obvious we were no where near finished with eachother.

The entire plane trip back, I tried to deny to myself and couldn't quite figure out why my mind couldn't come up with reasons to hate her. Only memories. Memories that would stick with me forever.

"I can't help but feel like this is deja vu."

My angel spun on her heels with a gasp as her hair pillowed her cheek. I sent her a smirk, remembering the last time I had made her make that expression. Lips parted in shock, eyes flared in luscious excitement, and heaving for air.