The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
NON POSSO VIVERE SENZA ON TE PART 60. Too Polite Boyfriend?!
What a fun holiday. I returned to the farm with a big smile. Even though I haven't accepted it yet, I didn't reject it either because she's too sweet. Anyway how do I turn it down if our parents are involved. I guess I just need to get used to her new status.
"How to, I'm going." Guilio said that with a small smile before he returned the night before he returned to Milan.
"Yes. See you at the end of the week..." He promised to come back here every weekend. I will wait for that promise.
"I'll be back, I'll miss you." The words he missed still felt strange, but maybe I'll see it differently later.
"It's just five days away. Don't go too far."
I smiled a little and my mind refused to take that as a seduction, as I have been doing all these years, for almost twenty years.
On the one hand I knew it was seduction, just that I was used to always wanting to say it wasn't something special because Guilio was just a friend who never thought of me as a woman. I fortified myself so perfectly. I'm not even used to thinking of it as something I want to touch, because I haven't had that kind of relationship with him in all this time.
"Can I get a farewell kiss." I just stood in front of him. "On the cheek only..."
I touched my cheek to her quickly. Still not used to touching it...
"Go." And he left later.
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When he left, something was missing. But then there started to be messages or phones filling up my night, during my lunch break. It feels good that someone routinely asks you again.
Over the weekend, I started asking if he was really going to be here, and Lucas's farm was already in the works because the workers had returned.
He said it would be until noon in Catania. I became afraid that she would suddenly meet a beautiful girl, and then she decided that she was prettier than me and then we never came back.
What Casanova is really about to change now. Doesn't he think settling down is boring then.
When she showed up and surprised me by hugging me from behind at the restaurant bar at lunchtime. I feel a little bit like seeing a miracle happen.
"How mio, you're busy..." And kissing my cheek is short like she really misses me and I've been her lover.
He really came back here. He kept his promise early last week. I was preparing my heart. I'm afraid she's like Bova is more concerned with the others than I am.
"No, just checking a few things. You've eaten."
"Not yet, I don't want to eat on a plane to deliberately wait here for a meal."
"Find the table, and order it, I'll catch up for a second okay." He was sitting quietly at the table while I was finishing up some other things.
"You're back home?"
"Not yet, after a short lunch. You wanna come home? Mama must be happy to have a chatter buddy?"
"You should go home for a while, you can come here next afternoon. The child does not know himself..." She smiles.
"You care more about my mother's feelings than I do. You're a cruel."
"You're overkill." His words made me want to scold him. "I'm the one who's not feeling good about Zia right now. Why did you come here first, ..."
"REally..." I'm thinking now. It seems to be true what he said. Sometimes he stays here without coming home. He even has a special room that he likes here. "It's up to you, but I don't want to be seen I'm monitoring you, and then your mom thinks you're not coming back home because I told you to come here first. Anyway come back to the house first time next afternoon you just come here, after all I'm free if afternoon..."
I gave him those rules. And made him scratch his head. I scolded him in front of Zia that afternoon for not returning home first. Zia smiled at me as I said that...
"Zia's so happy to have a daughter-in-law as good as you. Zia knew you had a lot of respect for your parents." Zia embraced me, she had already called me daughter-in-law, even though I had not been able to fully accept Guilio's existence.
"Your daughter-in-law's mom thinks about how you feel, but doesn't think about how I feel. I came there he was still busy working." Zia laughing.
"Ohh that's your own problem, you're trying less." But then he said again. "Have you gone, why are you still here, there go to town." He apparently gave us both a chance. But I'm now relieved, I don't want Zia to feel like she lost Guilio because of me.
But I caught an oddity, Guilio's dream was never to pass our friend's term, maybe one kiss on that new year's night. But after that he just held hands, said sweet things so that you blushed, embraced warmly.
But you know, it's never been too vu*lgar, I mean I know that if she's acquainted with a girl you know sometimes it ends in one night standing. The girls were too fascinated by him...
She was actually attracted to me or not, why she never tried anything hotter, like Bova adored me on the first occasion.
A few weeks later I was curious. This time he came in the afternoon because according to my rules he had to go back to my mother's house and go to my house. He obeyed...
Today she's wearing a short t-shirt showing her arm, sexy - I love that arm. It's our 4th week of weekly dates, tomorrow afternoon he already has to go back to Milan because there is a morning job. I got used to waiting for him after a few weeks.
"David..." He turned his head straight off the street because I called him Balena (paus-red). Although he sometimes embraces me, but in the past he often embraces me with the position of a friend. Embracing is not special. Or because I haven't tried to tease her all this time so she's been waiting for fear of making me angry.
"Why do you call me balena, that balena still lives in the Canary Islands..."
"Belena, do you think I'm beautiful..."
"Why do you ask me that, am I too Casanova so that all my praising words you never believe."
"But you never showed it..."
"I never showed it?" I think I'm talking wrong now, he's talking about my words.
"You want me to show you how?" But I can't explain it.
"Ehmm don't forget it..."
"Or do you want me to say it how?"
"No, forget it." I'm not talking, I don't know how to talk about it.
"How, you're sure there's nothing you want to say."
"No..." I'm shaking.
"I didn't do anything wrong to you?"
"No, nothing's wrong." It'sit's nothing. Maybe he's afraid I think he's likening me to another woman. While I am a person who does not dare to start first since long ago. There will come a time .. but he is too polite now.
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