Page 38 of Alessia
Harper
Tesoro… Man, this woman! How the fuck can I be this into her after only two days? My mind goes a mile a minute and I just can’t seem to catch up with what is going on in my life. Tomorrow is her father’s funeral and we need to be there. Somehow, I still have a job. At least I think I do. I haven’t been to work the past few days so I actually don’t know. I was never this into women. Yeah, I thought women could be really pretty but kissing and fucking are a whole different story. Somehow, she unlocked a part in me that I never wanted to admit to anyone. It scares me. This feeling of truly being seen for who I am, for my feminine beauty. What the hell is she doing with someone like me? I don’t belong in her world. She’s some kind of gorgeous power woman and I’m just a nurse. How does she make me feel so special and safe then?
Out of my periphery I see her open the car door for me. I’m completely in my own bubble that I’m startled when she grabs me and pushes me to the car before I can get in. She pushes herself against my back. I feel every inch of her. Her heat radiating through my dress.
“Get out of that head of yours. Whatever you’re feeling it’s okay and it doesn’t need explaining right now.”
“How do you know what I’m thinking?”
“Because it is written all over your face.” Her hands travel up my thighs and lift my skirt all the way up until my skirt is resting on my bare ass. Even though the LA air is warm and soft, I get chills. Alessia keeps caressing my ass and thighs, soft kisses in my neck.
“It is okay to feel overwhelmed by my world…” She whispers in my ears between kisses. “I know you’re new to this but I will take this one step at a time. If you need me to stop, you just need to say so.” Her hand lands on my ass, giving me that sting of pleasure and I rub my thighs together in response.
Alessia steps away from me and walks over to the driver’s side. Just like that she’s gone again, leaving me wanting more each time. Fucking hell! I take a few deep breaths and step into the car.
Alessia drives us to a little Italian restaurant on the boardwalk, it has those red and white checkered curtains and tablecloths on dark oak tables. An old woman walks over to us.
“Mia cara Alessia, dov’eri in tutto questo tempo?” The woman asks in quick Italian while hugging Alessia tightly.
“Sorry, Maria. Life got in the way lately.” A smile stretching from ear to ear on Alessia’s face. “This is my girlfriend Harper.” She looks over to me with a twinkle in her eyes. Maria walks over and pulls me into a hug. I can’t help but return it, a warm fuzzy feeling washing over me.
Although the place is packed with people there’s still a little corner booth available for us. Maria leads us through all the tables, filled with people laughing and eating. She’s rambling on to Alessia about how the restaurant has been doing lately. We take a seat and one of the waiters brings out a bottle of wine and pours us both a glass.
“Your usual, Principessa?” Maria asks.
“You know what, it’s a special day so surprise us please.” Alessia’s eyes have a mischievous twinkle. One I’ve come to know and love.
“A surprise it is then.” Maria winks and walks to the kitchen.
I let out a breath, sink back in the booth and look around the restaurant, enjoying the families and couples around me. They seem so at ease and carefree, my life feels nothing like that anymore and I have a feeling that it will only be the beginning. I feel Alessia’s hand covering mine and I startle by the touch.
“What is going on in that pretty little head of yours?” she asks.
“I don’t know, I was just looking at the people and admiring the atmosphere in this place.”
“And…?”
“And… How it feels that my life has changed so drastically in the last days.” I respond.
Alessia’s brows furrow, “I get it. It’s a lot to take in. It’s been my entire life so I don’t know any better. I get how all of this can be intimidating for an outsider.”
“Yeah, it really is. It kind of feels like I’m stuck and have no other place except the one by your side or in your bed.” My voice has a little annoyance in it.
“B—…” Alessia tries to say something but I don’t let her. She has done enough talking for today, now it’s my turn.
“No! You don’t get to say something cute or clever now. It’s my turn.” My blood starts to boil in my veins.
“I became a nurse because I wanted to make a difference. I want to do my own thing and now I can’t even do that without checking it by you or Alex first. What kind of life is that, huh? I’m not made to be someone’s pretty little housewife and wait around for her partner to get home. I have a life and friends beside you! I don’t know if this can work if that’s my new role in whatever situationship we have.”
“You are your own person…” Alessia looks defeated.
“Am I? Really? Because moving me into your house and dictating if I can go to work or out with friends doesn’t really feel like being my own person.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t think about it that way. It’s just that my life is dangerous and everyone who has a relationship with me is in the line of fire. I was trying to protect you.”
