Chapter 3 What about the wedding

trying to focus my mind but nothing works. The week is almost ending and only God knows how I have held on until today, I am almost unbearable, I can't handle myself and I don't even know why. Or maybe I do and I want to keep him well hidden. I clear my thoughts, seeing that I've been idle for too long. Today is girls' night, so let's go, without forgetting to hope that we don't screw up. ●●● - ? - I ask. We're at Open Life. Okay, no one came looking for a man, but this place is familiar, which makes us feel at ease. - At the beach house. - She says and takes a sip of her drink.

I think it's our room. - I already told Dave that I want something small, at the beach. Meghan said that if I just say what I want, she'll do it. Meghan is the one who was with David at the restaurant, a big mess of misunderstandings that made her end the day with a beautiful diamond on her finger. - I'm here. - She throws herself into the empty chair, panting, and we laugh. - Late, but I'm here. Filipo is a piece of work. He looks like an angel, as Hayley calls him. He's new, but sometimes he has some deep conversation. - Mi piccolo? - She asks. - With Aurora and the men at Lucca. What's the reason for the delay? - He smiles mischievously and looks over my shoulder where we all turn to see Jack with his shirt half wrinkled. - Fuck. - Daphne screams, getting attention. - I can't believe it, you deserve an award, no, you deserve the whole Oscar. - We burst out laughing. - And what about him leaving the next day? - I ask and he scoffs. We're gossips who know about everyone's business. - He was late and when he came home at night he found the note he left on the pillow but it ended up in the middle of the sheets. - I'm still perplexed. - Daphne says. - Says he's good in bed? - He's a god in bed. - Admit it. - Holy shit. - Hayley screams and fans herself. - A double round of tequila here. - She asks the waiter and we laugh. - I need karaoke. - I say out of nowhere and they look at me like I'm crazy. - What? I need to let off steam. - I know a better way. - I almost turn into the exorcist girl and look at my friend who raises her hands in surrender. - The one who spoke is no longer here. - I can do it. - Dafne says excitedly, downing the liquid in the glass and already standing up. - How? - I think Filipo doesn't know that her cousin is the owner. - My love. - She smiles smugly. - I can do everything and I also rule this shit here. - She winks and walks away shaking her hips. I don't even want to imagine the shit we're going to do when fifteen minutes later I see some guys inventing a karaoke in a corner with two microphones. Christ. We have a drunk Hayley and Dafne sharing the microphone and Filipo and I dancing and singing almost screaming next to them while Camila Cabello's Liar invades the place. I think Dafne's cousin is going to want to kill us tomorrow. - They're watching, I feel it (hey) I know I shouldn't stay (yeah, yeah) I picture your hands on me (I think I wanna let it happen) But what if you kiss me? (Yeah) And what if I like it? And no one sees it They're watching, I feel it I know I shouldn't stay I picture your hands on me (I think I wanna let it happen) But what if you kiss me? What if I like it? And no one is watching I dance sensually with a Filipo who says he's alerting the damn security guard so the night ends in hot sex. When the song ends and along with it the laughter of the two, Filipo and I turn to see what scared them. - Holy shit. - Dafne screams and laughs again. - Cool fuck. - Hayley whispers, unable to hide her smile. We approach them, the four of us forming a shield. - Who told them? - I ask from the corner. - I'm sure it was Jack. - She murmurs. We have Benjamin laughing like crazy, Jacey clearly enjoying the situation, David furious with his arms crossed and a huge pout. And finally, a blond Italian who doesn't take his eyes off mine. - Where's Samuel? - I hear Hayley ask. - With Aurora and Lucca's mother. - Then they start a conversation in my ear. - I want one too. - Ben exclaims like a child and grabs the microphone with Jacey jumping on it right after giving me a kiss on the forehead. - I choose. - He says. - I'm going too.. We even stop breathing when Hayley is thrown on her fiancé's shoulders and I see her laughing and giving us a thumbs up. - Lucca, can Sam spend the night there? - Sure. - She answers Dave. - You're going to get a violent pent-up today. - Dafne screams when she sees him walking away and at that moment we become the main attraction of the place. - I'm going to go. - But already Olivia? - Fuck you Ben. - I'm going to fuck you. - She jokes and I roll my eyes. - Still grumpy. - I'll go. - I grab my purse and wave goodbye with my back turned. Chapter 05 - It was you, wasn't it? - I mumble to Jack who smiles at the corner of his mouth. - I don't know anything. I laugh in disbelief, leaving the place walking along the sidewalk and trying to find a car to take me home. - I didn't know you were that much fun. I scusi. - She says when she sees that I'm scared as usual. - Only sometimes. - I answer. - Do you want a ride? - She asks with her hands in her pants pocket. I look around and see that it's already late. I shrug, it'll save me at least. I tell myself that this is the only reason I accepted Lucca Ricci's ride. The walk was silent with only the car's sound on low. But I was comfortable like this. - Can I ask you a question? - She says as soon as she stops in front of the building and I wave. - Go out with me Olivia? - Lucca.. - I mumble and he shakes his head, stopping me from continuing. - Why don't you accept going out with me? Explain it to me. Damn, you didn't like that dinner, is that it? Give me a reason, something. - I don't even know. - I scream defeated and throw my head back against the car seat, closing my eyes. Fuck, I don't know, and that sucks because I'm not like that. - Olivia. - He murmurs. I feel his fingers run over my chin, making me open my eyes and look back at him. - I'm not a kid like you're used to, Olivia. I'm thirty-five years old, a father, a grown man saying he wants to go out with you, that he wants you. He sighs and I feel my cheek heat up against his hand. - You say you don't want to go out with me, but every time we meet, there's this tension in the air. If you s