Our eyes twinkle over the rims at each other, and when he sets his glass down, he slides his open hand across to me.I lay mine in it, and he strokes it with his thumb."Speaking of Alabama, tell me about your house and the plans you have for the farm."He fills me in on the physical aspects of the house and the progress of the new construction."I have an architect and a designer you can speak to about it when we return."He tells me matter-of-factly, making me smile.

He has accepted me into his life without reservation or concern.I shake my head and grin at him as I take another sip of my wine.

"What?"He asks."I just assumed you would want to be a part of the house too.You seemed so excited about helping with the apartment here.Was I wrong?"

"No.You weren't wrong.I would love to be a part of it.I'm just truly blown away how easily you have melded me into your life."

He smiles."I can't imagine life without you now."

The waitress approaches with our tray of steaming food.Leaning back in our seats so she can serve us, our hands pull apart.As soon as I lose the connection, I miss it."Me either.Life is pretty fucking amazing right now."When she sets the food down, we begin to eat, enjoying our meal, quietly chitchatting.I ask questions about the house.He tells me about his original design concepts, including the landscaping, which has a small heliport with a hanger for his chopper.

"Awesome!"My eyes light up."You did promise to take me for a flight."

He grins."We are going to do a lot of soaring."

He talks about his plans to buy a new Bell 429WLG Helicopter with all the bells and whistles.His eyes shine, and his speech is animated while he talks about it.I'm clueless, so I don't ask a lot of questions other than the obvious.How fast will it fly?How long on a tank of gas?How many people will it hold?When I ask what color, he laughs and says."The base is black, but the body is Laguna Blue Pearl.You'll like it."He nods at me, and I know he is thinking of my Black & Blue Baby."I'll show you a pic when we finish eating."

I grin."Can we name it?"

He chuckles."Of course.What shall we call it?"

"I don't know yet.Let me get back to you on that."

Aurei looks around the room occasionally, observing the people coming in and out.When we finish eating, he takes his phone out and pulls up a pic of the helicopter.We lean over the table, and he shows it to me.

"It's dope!"

"It's pretty awesome!"He looks up and smiles at someone.I turn to see who it is.Henry is almost to the table.

"Good evening, fellow Americans!I wanted to ask how your Veal Parmesan was and if you enjoyed it?"

"Excellent, and yes," I answer first, then look to Aurei.

"Yes.It was excellent, Henry.It had a slight bite to it.You put your own touch to the sauce?"

"Yes.It's a new twist I've just added.I'm thinking of making it a signature dish."

"It was very good," I assure him.

"Thank you.Have you been enjoying the sights?"

"Yes.We went sightseeing today."I give him a brief overview of what we saw.My eyes twinkle at Aurei's.He grins.We are both thinking about the extra exploring we did.

Henry smiles."Have you visited the Trevi Fountain yet and thrown in a coin?"

"No.Not yet."Aurei answers.

"I don't think I'm going to need to toss one to make me return to Rome.I think he has that wrapped up."I wink at Henry, and he chuckles, then nods toward Aurei.

"But you will make sure she does, won't you?"

Aurei laughs with him."Affirmative.I'm taking no chances."

Henry offers."I wouldn't either, Bro.May I interest you fine folks in some dessert?I make a mean Bananas Foster, and it rarely gets eaten.Help a guy out and let me promote it to the rest of my guests, will you?A Food Critic is sitting across from you."

"Sure thing."I twinkle at him, then give Aurei a sexy, seductive look."I like bananas almost as much as sausage."I slip off my shoe and place my foot in his lap.His face is priceless.

Henry laughs, shaking his head, and returns to the kitchen."T.M.I.Girl!"