and I will show you,’ he requested and as he hit a button on the side of the headboard that I had clearly missed, the TV screen rose from the foot of the bed.
‘Now why didn’t I think of that?’ I was slightly annoyed at myself. Nicholi kissed me gently on the lips and wandered back to take his shower. I clicked on the TV and was just channel hopping between the news, a music channel and then finally settling on a rerun of the Gilmore Girls. I had loved this show and was so engrossed I had not heard Nicholi leave the bathroom.
‘Wow, you’re like a ninja, such stealth,’ I exclaimed, marvelling as he launched himself onto the bed next to me, pulling me on top of him in the process.
‘You still want to watch TV?’ he asked, his voice husky and demanding.
‘Hmm,’ I began as Nicholi flipped us over, him on top of me. Our mouths met, slowly at first until we were both breathless and Nicholi pulled away.
‘I was thinking about what you were saying earlier,’ he began and my heart was beating so fast, it took a little longer for me to process what he was saying, recall and then make a verbal response.
‘I talk too much, ignore me,’ I replied, leaning back in to resume where we had left off.
‘No, you had a valid point,’ Nicholi confessed. ‘I want you to know everything there is to know about me so shoot, ask me anything,’ he suggested. I was puzzled initially as he had moved himself back up into a sitting position, clearly ending our brief moment earlier abruptly, but curiosity got the better of me and I was more than happy to play.
‘Okay, let me think.’ I started with every aimless question I could think of before hitting with the harder ones and the ones I did not really want to know, but needed to anyway.
‘Favourite holiday destination?’
‘Italy and New Zealand.’
‘Favourite movie?’
‘Before Sunrise .’
‘Oh, that’s a great one,’ I expressed, enjoying this game more and more.
After about thirty minutes, I had asked every easy question I could think of and now it was time to learn the things that had shaped Nicholi’s life, though I was not ready to receive all the answers I did.
‘Did you love Jacob’s mother?’ I was desperately trying to shield the impact of his answer, but failing miserably.
‘Very much so,’ he responded, reaching in to take my hand and locking our fingers together.
‘If she were to say that she wanted to be with you, what would you say?’ I had not asked the, what happened with Jacob’s mother question yet, but skipped to the part that really mattered in the here and now, and my heart was thundering in my chest awaiting his response.
‘I would say the same to anyone, I’m taken,’ he announced, pulling me closer to him and sealing his proclamation with a kiss. I felt suddenly weightless, jubilant and overwhelmed all at the same time. I took a breath to compose myself.
‘Oh, I have a good one; tell me the history of the Veneto family,’ I commanded, flipping over to my stomach, propping myself up with one arm, eagerly awaiting his response. He paused momentarily and smiled.
‘Well that’s a long story,’ he replied, and I interrupted.
‘I feel like I should have popcorn or something,’ I half joked, though I was starting to feel a little hungry.
‘Your wish is my command,’ Nicholi grinned, returning to the bed with a packet of popcorn that he had retrieved from the cabinet I thought had housed the TV.
‘The Veneto history lesson 101 will begin momentarily, make sure you pay close attention as there will be follow up questions and a wrong answer will have dire consequences,’ Nicholi joked, trying to sound menacing, but failing miserably when I reached up to kiss him for the popcorn and he completely lost his train of thought.
‘Ready when you are,’ I confirmed, returning to my stomach position, popcorn in arms.
The Veneto Family
Nicholi reached for a handful of popcorn
‘Now why didn’t I think of that?’ I was slightly annoyed at myself. Nicholi kissed me gently on the lips and wandered back to take his shower. I clicked on the TV and was just channel hopping between the news, a music channel and then finally settling on a rerun of the Gilmore Girls. I had loved this show and was so engrossed I had not heard Nicholi leave the bathroom.
‘Wow, you’re like a ninja, such stealth,’ I exclaimed, marvelling as he launched himself onto the bed next to me, pulling me on top of him in the process.
‘You still want to watch TV?’ he asked, his voice husky and demanding.
‘Hmm,’ I began as Nicholi flipped us over, him on top of me. Our mouths met, slowly at first until we were both breathless and Nicholi pulled away.
‘I was thinking about what you were saying earlier,’ he began and my heart was beating so fast, it took a little longer for me to process what he was saying, recall and then make a verbal response.
‘I talk too much, ignore me,’ I replied, leaning back in to resume where we had left off.
‘No, you had a valid point,’ Nicholi confessed. ‘I want you to know everything there is to know about me so shoot, ask me anything,’ he suggested. I was puzzled initially as he had moved himself back up into a sitting position, clearly ending our brief moment earlier abruptly, but curiosity got the better of me and I was more than happy to play.
‘Okay, let me think.’ I started with every aimless question I could think of before hitting with the harder ones and the ones I did not really want to know, but needed to anyway.
‘Favourite holiday destination?’
‘Italy and New Zealand.’
‘Favourite movie?’
‘Before Sunrise .’
‘Oh, that’s a great one,’ I expressed, enjoying this game more and more.
After about thirty minutes, I had asked every easy question I could think of and now it was time to learn the things that had shaped Nicholi’s life, though I was not ready to receive all the answers I did.
‘Did you love Jacob’s mother?’ I was desperately trying to shield the impact of his answer, but failing miserably.
‘Very much so,’ he responded, reaching in to take my hand and locking our fingers together.
‘If she were to say that she wanted to be with you, what would you say?’ I had not asked the, what happened with Jacob’s mother question yet, but skipped to the part that really mattered in the here and now, and my heart was thundering in my chest awaiting his response.
‘I would say the same to anyone, I’m taken,’ he announced, pulling me closer to him and sealing his proclamation with a kiss. I felt suddenly weightless, jubilant and overwhelmed all at the same time. I took a breath to compose myself.
‘Oh, I have a good one; tell me the history of the Veneto family,’ I commanded, flipping over to my stomach, propping myself up with one arm, eagerly awaiting his response. He paused momentarily and smiled.
‘Well that’s a long story,’ he replied, and I interrupted.
‘I feel like I should have popcorn or something,’ I half joked, though I was starting to feel a little hungry.
‘Your wish is my command,’ Nicholi grinned, returning to the bed with a packet of popcorn that he had retrieved from the cabinet I thought had housed the TV.
‘The Veneto history lesson 101 will begin momentarily, make sure you pay close attention as there will be follow up questions and a wrong answer will have dire consequences,’ Nicholi joked, trying to sound menacing, but failing miserably when I reached up to kiss him for the popcorn and he completely lost his train of thought.
‘Ready when you are,’ I confirmed, returning to my stomach position, popcorn in arms.
The Veneto Family
Nicholi reached for a handful of popcorn
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