The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 58. A Sweet Memories
"I have to give you your money back." Javier called me because he got me to return two million euros to his account.
"Why? Your boyfriend doesn't like it?" He guessed it right away.
"Yes that's how it is."
"Yes I guessed it, if he knew he wouldn't like it. Yeah, well, you can ask him if you need anything, anyway." I'm laughing a little. "It seems she's a loyal lover, no."
"You think he's a good man." I asked Javier, we have been encouraged to wish each other the best.
"Hmm it seems he's a straightforward person. But looking at everything he's done for you all along, it seems he's good, no, I guess he's the one who's holding his word."
"Yes, at least so. Well, just I don't want him to commit or not, but he's a friend, a loyal lover maybe. But maybe the husband hasn't. But we haven't had a year, it might take some time. After all, he was a playboy, hmm.not a playboy, he didn't want to commit." I complained to Javier.
"Don't doubt it, just go for it. After all sometimes a bond you say acts as a burden. Sometimes having close friends who can understand each other is much more soothing."
"Yes you might be right, just enjoy it. She's kind, actually considerate, too, I can't expect a perfect person like my shadow."
"Everyone is not perfect, okay. Only if you're comfortable with him enjoy it first, don't think of a letter and a pair of rings.you know sometimes it's nothing compared to being comfortable with each other..." I smiled at Javier's words.
"Maybe you're right, I should just let it flow. There's no point in setting expectations too high..."
"Hmm I must be right. We've been through it. Being a friend finally feels like a gift from our destruction. We can't be together, but we're more sincerely wishing for the good."
"You're right..."
"Yes, remember if you need help don't hesitate. I'll come every time I better call your girlfriend. She'll be jealous." I laugh. The kind-hearted Javi understood my predicament.
"Bye Javi, thank you so much okay."
"certain."
I'm finally relieved Javier isn't offended. The hot oven had cooled down a bit, he didn't ask anything about the two million after that. But I guess I should tell her I've returned it, so she feels appreciated at least.
These days he's taking care of business in Catania. He's back this weekend. So I'm waiting for him to come back now. It's 7 o'clock, he said at this hour he'll be back. So I took the time to make something for her in the kitchen.
Javier used to be happy to see me preparing food for him. If Bova might be more practical, she came to eat at the restaurant with me. Even though he said he was happy if I could cook for him.
So here I am now with the kitchen apron, plus the ingredients I got in the restaurant kitchen partially. Cooking for him with Mariane.
He came back and heard me talking to Marriane in the kitchen.
"Vanilla, are you cooking?" Suprise seems to see me in an apron.
"A little, it's done." Salad, appetizers are already on the table, just finishing my pastures and meat.
"I can eat here."
"Hmm..can." He immediately took out his own plate and cutlery. I saw him sitting on the marble kitchen table happily.
He just ate it greedily. I was so happy to see someone eating so well.
"I'm sorry I wasn't waiting for you to finish, ..." He realized he wasn't waiting for me to eat.
"Not anything to eat. You seem hungry." I saw him sitting on the marble kitchen table looking hungry. It's good to see him eating from my hand cooking. Sometimes it just takes something simple to be happy.
"That's so damn hungry Mr. Bova..." I insinuate him with pleasure at the speed he eats. "Eat slowly the food does not run anywhere."
"Hmmm..." She smiled at me, enjoying the food. While I finish the pasta and move it to the serving plate from the hot pan.
"It must be you. The meat's ready soon."
"Come, eat together. It's still hot, it's nice eating pasta that just came out of the hot pan. Mama used to make food directly in the kitchen. Sometimes we both eat from pan without plate." He laughed remembering the memories of his mother. I'm glad to hear that too.
"Of course, how could this not taste good." I smiled at her compliments. "Thank you for coming here and getting this all set up." The warm look in his eyes made me know he appreciated me preparing this dinner. Maybe I've been too busy lately. Maybe I should be more seding home faster, the work if pursued will be endless.
The conversation flowed lightly then. We could talk a lot after almost a few days he was out of town.
"I've returned two million Javier as you requested." A notice to him when we were both sitting down for dinner, that I had done what I had to do, that he might not be offended again.
He saw me for a moment. And brought me into his embrace.
"Sorry, I was probably too emotional yesterday. That's your real money, I'm probably too jealous..."
"No, I'm wrong to take it without you knowing." I should have told him first. I understand his offence. "But you don't have to wait, actually I have a dream to open a restaurant for Valentina in the US, I have a lot of people who want to work there. And Valentina would have wanted to start her own..."
"It's easy baby, we just need to find investors there. There must be, I can find you a partner."
"really?"
"Of course it's true. Don't talk about that anymore. Let's just say it's over. Okay. But I'm glad you're home when I get home." It's simple but it means, maybe I should do it more often. Being in this house with him.
"I'll do it more often if so." She smiles.
"I think you're a very considerate lover. What are you thinking."
"I? Hmm no. Just happy with this peace. There are no cases, only routines to think about. After all these years my life has felt like a roller coaster, now I really appreciate regular days like this."
"It's even more valuable because we can be together." I saw him looking at me warmly.
"You're sweet sometimes. I forgot you could be so sweet Vanilla's oven..." He laughed a little with my compliments.
"I've never seen your mother come, lately she usually likes to go to Milan..."
"He's in Palermo, it's summer. He's so busy with his garden, don't expect you to see him in Milan this season."
"Ohh, Auntie is busy in her garden. How about we find some time to visit it. I have a debt to go to your house."
"Byeah, I'll take a look at my schedule for when I'll spare okay. Maybe we could take three days there..."
"okay." I was thinking when we first got there on Aunt's birthday last winter. Got to sleep one bed with this oven.
"You remember when we first went there together and were framed by your mother." I smiled at myself remembering.
"Hmm, what I remember is that you used me as a pillow to hug you my perverted lover, while calling your beloved Javier." I'm laughing now. Those are unforgettable memories. How I made this Don Juan feel so underestimated. I think that's what got him distracted from me, too. Because no one had cheated on him before.
"My dear oven, you still remember that part. What if we forget that."
"Forget it? I don't know if it worked or not." He pretended to grumble. I climbed into his lap now to seduce him.
"I now use me as my oven Don Juan. Why don't you forgive me for that little thing."
"That's not trivial Vanilla cookies...." He instead called me a Vanilla cookie.
"Oven, you're selling expensive." He laughed at the end as well.
"I'm expensive, you're lucky to get me." He hugged my waist and trapped me in his kiss.
"Basic Don Juan is arrogant." I hugged her nape and inserted my finger in her hair. This arrogant Don Juan is mine now.
"You love my arrogance. If it won't get you." I kissed her again for that sweet greeting.
The night is long. I like it tonight. Where I feel loved and comfortable in his arms.