He pulled me up against him. “Isn’t it obvious?”
Yes, actually.
When I wasn’t so afraid, it was abundantly clear how much he adored me. He’d shown it from the very first few weeks, when I’d been cold and distant, and he’d done everything he could to break down my walls.
But I wasn’t going to give inthateasily.
“Maybe you should show me,” I teased.
That’s when he kissed me.
Ohhhhhh…
Add that to the list of reasons I was falling for him:
He was an incredible kisser.
When our lips met, he had a way of making me feel like I was floating on a cloud.
After he pulled away, I stood there in a daze for a few seconds until I opened my eyes.
“…okay. I’m convinced.”
He grinned. “Good. Let’s just enjoy our date. Cool?”
“Cool,” I said, and stood on my tiptoes for another kiss.
Add another reason to the ‘falling for him’ list:
He wasreally tall.
I liked that a lot.
I’d agreed to enjoy our date while we were on the street waiting –
But once we were inside, it became abundantly clear that Giorgio didn’t have the faintest idea aboutanythingin the Boboli Gardens.
The scenery was quite pretty, even though there wasn’t much to see yet. A wide, gravel walkway stretched between huge sculpted bushes 15 feet tall.
Occasionally, smaller paths appeared off to the side, with arching tree branches forming shady canopies.
But Giorgio seemed a bit… I guess ‘uncomfortable’ is the word.
He fumbled with the map for a second, frowned at it like he was confused, then pointed straight ahead. “This way.”
As we strolled along, I asked, “So… have you been here before?”
“Oh, all the time. The Boboli Gardens are the best.”
“Uh-huh,” I said with a half-smile. “So… where did this all come from?”
“The Medicis,” he said with a confident smile.
“The Medicis?”
“Yes.”
“Who were the Medicis?”
