24: The morning after we kissed

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Lucca

I kiss her possessively, knowing she is all mine and only mine. The little teasing stunt she pulled to rile me up worked just fine. But I need to take it slow, my love for her is not just physical attraction it is more than that. It is the respect I have for this woman. The undivided love I have for her and everything else.

I pull back and look down in to her closed eyes, that blink open slowly. Her honey colored eyes were dreamy as she looked up at me. "Angel," That was all I could say as I kept looking at her beautiful eyes. They held so much love. They were happy and at ease. And that was the exact moment I promised myself that I won't let anything touch my angel. 

"Lucca" She replies after getting her breathing under control. Her cheeks were flushed with a shade of red and she looked so adorable.

"Don't look at me like that." I warned her when she looked up at me with so must trust and desire. " I want to take it slow with you angel." I say slowly as I rub my thumb back and forth over her lower lips.

A look of understanding passes through her before she nods. "Ah..Lucca, I want to tell you something." She says as she gets her gaze back at me. "I have never dated anyone before you,..." I cut her knowing exactly what she was going to say. 

And this was the exact reason I was going slow with her. She was the most precious thing to me and I wasn't going to destroy it in the moment of impulse. I wasn't good at controlling what I wanted but for my angel I would do it. Take everything slow until I know she is ready.

"Angel," I stop her from continuing, "Why do you think I haven't kissed you before this." 

She shyly smiles and hides her eyes from me. I use my hand that was cupping her to tilt her chin up. So we were eye to now "I will wait until you are ready. I will always wait for you angel." I say meaning each and single word of it. Then I move my lips up to her forehead and place a soft kiss there.

I wake up the next morning with a huge smile on my face. It was a smile of both happiness and like everything I ever needed was right next to me my angel. 

My angel loved to snuggle and she was sweetly tucked close to my right side. I lie there enjoying the warmth and feeling of her so close to me. The sun was peeking through the window curtains but I didn't move an inch. Staying exactly there as I continued to pay with her soft golden hair that was half spread on top of my shoulder and the other over my chest.

I gently grabbed her hand that was resting over my chest and brought it close to my lips before kissing it softly. Last night I thanked her for cooking for me and for taking care of me. I wanted to do something special for her too. I thought for a couple of minute before deciding to cook breakfast for her and bringing it back up on the bed. I would wake her up slowly and we would both enjoy the breakfast in the bed. Like two lazy couple.

After deciding what I was going to do I slide slowly from under my angel. Not wanting to wake her up as I head towards the bathroom. I hurry through my morning routine and take a quick shower. Then I head to the closet attached to the toilet and start changing into my normal attire. 

I put on my black slacks with formal white shirt and suit jacket. I hear some shuffling outside and wonder if my angel is up already. I wanted to cook for but it looks like she must be trying to beat to it. I throw the towels in the hamper and glance around the closet to make sure it was clean for angel to use. 

My eye fall on the side of my closet, where my angel had hanged few of her clothes. When she came over I asked her to hang them all next to mine. At first she was hesitant but when I told her if she won't I would. She reluctantly agreed, although she pouted while doing it. But she still looked so adorable.

          

I move to that side as I pick an outfit for her. Something I know no one has ever done for her. I wanted to do something for my angel. She always does everything for everyone. So I placed the outfit on top of the glass table that was in the middle of the closet. Then I head out of the closet to greet my angel.



Bella

I wake up the next morning with a huge smile on my face and feeling light as a feather. I notice Lucca is not next to me but his masculine scent and warmth was still surrounding me. I hear soft shuffling sound coming from the walk-in closet and wonder if he is getting ready for the day. 

I get up and fix our bed before Lucca comes and tell me to leave it. Living alone I always tired to clean after myself and did my best to make my bed whenever I got chance. 

I was almost done when Lucca slided the closet door and walked in looking sexy. His wet hairs were disheveled and he had black sleek suit on with plain white shirt. He looked hot and I felt my cheeks warm.

"Morning angel," His voice is sweet like caramel candy vibrating through me. He walks out of the walk-in closet and moves toward me.

I smile up at him and shameless I take in his appearances from head to toe once again. He was already dressed for work, but we both know he wasn't going to office. He always get ready in the morning, not sure if it is out of habit or his love for formal. But he does and then spend the rest of the day hanging out with me.

"Angel," Lucca says now standing close to me, sounding all smirk.

"Morning" I reply as he gently holds my face in his hands and then move his fingers to entwine in my hair. 

"If you keep looking at me like that I don't so we will be able to leave the room today." His tone lined with warning and lust.

I bite my lower lips and smile around it. He was definitely keeping his control. 

"Did you sleep well?" He asks gently.

"Yes, I did thanks to you." I reply shyly as I beamed up at him with love. "You are really comfortable to sleep on." I joke.

"You can sleep on me anytime angel," He says as he kisses my cheek  "You won't hear me complaining about it anytime." 

At his words my heart skips a beat but I don't let it show. His each and single words effect me. They cause butterflies to run wild in my stomach. I nod in understanding but say nothing. Because I was incapable of forming any sentences, let alone any word.

"Angel why don't you change and meet me downstairs. I am going to get the breakfast going." Lucca says as he moves one of his hand from around my face to circle down my waist and pull me closer to him. I move closer to him and rest my right hand over his chest. His chest was hard and strong, all muscle.

"You know how to cook?" I question him, taken back at his offer. A man like him can cook. Oh god.

He shrugged his shoulder like it was no big deal. " When you have Francesco and Ciro as your younger brother, you automatically learn how to cook." I giggle knowing too well what he means. 

Francesco loves to eat clean and healthy food but he hates cooking. While Ciro is a pure food lover who would literally munch on anything and everything you hand him. Just yesterday I found him eating sausages with yogurt!! yogurt!!  out of all the things...eeeewww gross.

"Plus you cooked lunch for me, so it is only fair if I cook breakfast for you." Lucca says as he moves his thumb softly over my cheek which I can bet are tinted red.

I giggle "Lucca the saying is 'You cooked, so I will do the dishes'." I tell him as I playfully hit his chest with my hand.

He grabs my wrist and brings it close to his lips. "You always know what I mean angel, always." 

I smile at him, my heart melting every time he says something sweet like this. He is all this tough and strong guy at the outside. No one will ever thing he can ever say all this sweet and romantic words to me. I get on my tippy toe and kiss the under of jaw. It is my favourite spot to kiss. It always make him inhale sharply and his heart to beat fast. I like to know my kiss have a effect on him just the way his touch does. "I love you." I whisper close to his skin but loud enough for him to hear.

"Angel," Lucca growls but won't let go of the hold around my waist or wrist, keeping closed to him.

I quickly step back and turn to head to the closet but Lucca circles his arms around my waist from back, preventing me to make my escape. 

"Angel, don't start something you don't plan to finish." He whispers in deep husky voice close to my ear and then place a soft kiss on my shoulder before releasing me. "Now hurry and get ready for breakfast angel. I will be waiting for you downstair." 

I was still humming from his touch that I just nod before rushing to the closet and then to the adjoining bathroom. I quickly take care of my business and then step back into the closet. I notice my clothes were lined for me.

My heart does a little flutter he picked clothes for me. No one has ever done that before. I smile like a love sick puppy and grab my floral pattern shirt which had a descent V-neckline and long sleeves. Then the dark blue jeans and pair it with my nude color sandals.

I fix my hair quickly and apply a thin layer of mascara and strawberry lip tint before putting on my sandals heading down to eat breakfast.

I enter the kitchen with a giant smile on my face and super hungry belly. "Morning everyone." I announce as I awkwardly wave at all of them and then quickly move closer to Lucca side when he stretches his arm out.

He kisses the top of my head "Morning angel," He whispers close to my forehead before tilting his head back to look at me. "You look beautiful." 

I blush as I turn my head around and look at the audience we had.

Eleanore and Francesco were sitting at the table eating along my mother. When her eyes landed on me they softened and looked down with embarrassment. I smiled at her trying to ease the atmosphere and she quickly smiled back at me. I will talk to her later, but right now I just wanted to enjoy the moment.

"Oh great buttercup is here." Ciro as he comes a minute later from the pantry holding maple syrup bottle. He heads directly towards me with open hand but before I could shift and side hug him. Lucca pushes him to the side playfully and turns me around with him. "Go get you own woman to hug. She is taken." There was a hint of pride in his word and my cheeks flush even more.

I smile at him and spin around to look at the stove. "So what's for breakfast?"

"Anything and everything." Lucca says as he flips the french toast on the pan like a pro. Then he moves around me and places the toast on it. "There you go angel, Cinnamon French Toast." He hands me the plate before kissing my cheek and moving me to the table.

"Want some coffee, buttercup?" Ciro asks from the side where the coffee machine was.

I nod as I sit down next to Eleanore. "Hey." I say he softly. She looked a bit pale but still manages to smile at me.

I look at Francesco who was sitting right next to her with a serious look or maybe it was his normal look. I swear in the last three days I have been here I have never seen that man crack a smile. He is always on the alert. 

Francesco lifts his chin up silently acknowledging me and I just nod.

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