I had sex with that. That wet, reckless, chaos of a man out there? I touched him. I had him moaning into my neck. And now I’m blushing like a little bitch just watching him rinse a Ducati.
SLAM.
"Move over!" Daisy barges in, slamming the door behind her. "I came to tell you to look out the window but oh my god, you’re already here." She’s grinning like a little gremlin. "Make room, I wanna see too." She wedges herself next to me and shoves a fistful of popcorn into her mouth. Now we’re both just standing there.
Staring. Silently. Like creeps.
"Okay, this is…this is illegal," Daisy mutters with her mouth full. "How dare Lorenzo look that good just washing a bike. He could sell soap with that jawline alone."
I laugh, still watching Gio like I’m hypnotized. "He’s not even trying," I murmur. We both sigh.
Then glance at each other, and burst out laughing.
"I swear to god," Daisy groans, "I’m gonna do something crazy. Like bring him lemonade. Or a marriage proposal." "Please do the lemonade first."
"I’m gonna win him over, Rava. I’ve made a plan in my head. It starts with a compliment and ends with us making out in the garage."
I snort. "That escalated quickly."
She side-eyes me. "Not as quickly as you and Gio in Spain, apparently."
I freeze.
"Don’t play dumb," she teases. "Something happened. Spill."
My mouth curls into a nervous smile. I try not to look at her, but I can feel the flush rising to my ears. "You’re blushing!" she shrieks, jumping on the bed like a toddler high on sugar. "You never blush. Rava. What the hell happened?! Did you kiss? Did you—?"
I throw a pillow at her. "Shut up."
"YOU TOTALLY DID. Oh my, I actually feel like crying right now. Tell me everything."
I flop down beside her. My heart’s doing jumping jacks, but I let the words slip out. "I don’t know what happened, honestly. I think I might be…bisexual? Maybe. Probably. Definitely. But I’m not telling anyone, especially dad, okay?"
Daisy softens instantly. "Hey. You don’t have to."
"I’m just…I’m not gonna survive it if our parents find out. Especially not if it’s about him. They’d kill me. Literally kill me. Cause it’s Gio. And it’s not like it’s gonna last. I’m going back when summer ends."
She’s quiet for a second. Then she links her pinky with mine. "I don’t care if it lasts a week or a lifetime. If it makes you smile like that, then I’m team Gio until further notice."
I smile. We look back out the window.
Gio picks up a sponge and drags it slowly along the seat of his bike. I swallow hard.
Daisy shoots up like she just got electrocuted. "Okay. You sit here and have a gay panic. I’ve got a mission."
"What are you doing?" I call out as she sprints to the door.
"Lemonade, bitch!" she shouts over her shoulder.
I rush to the window again just in time to see her jogging toward them. She says something to Lorenzo, and he smiles. Daisy practically lights up.
But Gio doesn’t even look at her. His eyes slide past her and land straight on mine. We lock eyes. I should look away. But I don’t. I can’t. He takes his phone out, and starts typing.
My phone buzzes.
GIO:
-Come to my place tonight.
