Rebecca sat with Joni and Tobin, on the patio of their favorite restaurant. They were talking about Joni’s wedding in two months. “When is the next dress fitting again?” Rebecca asked Joni stealing a fry off her plate. “Next Thursday, three pm. Don’t forget!” Joni said pointing at Rebecca with a stern face that caused Rebecca to laugh. “T, do you have your tux yet?” Rebecca asked turning to look across the table to find that Tobin wasn’t even listening to her. He was too busy looking at a waitress that was bent over just right for him to enjoy. Rolling her eyes, she reaches across the table and slapped him on the back of the head. “Ouch,” he shouted turning around as he rubbed his head. “What the hell was that for?” He glared at both girls who were laughing at him. “I asked you a question. You are out with us,” Bec pointed from herself to Joni and back. “You should be paying attention,” finished and crossed her arm over her chest. Tobin sighed and rolled his eyes, “I am so very so
Vince stormed into the kitchen where he found his mother, Nadia, Domenico, and his little sister, Roxana. They were laughing and it smelt like his mother had baked his favorite peanut butter cookies. “Vinny!” Roxana threw her arms open and rushed to her big brother. Vincent rolled his eyes as he hugged her. “Roxy, don’t call me that. You know I hate it,” he smiled down at her before walking over to his mother and wrapping her is a big hug. “Care to tell me why you came in here like you avere un diavolo per capello?” Nadia asked her son. Vincent huffed and turned to his mother with a frown, “your marito happened!” He shouted. He grabbed a cookie from the plate on the counter and took a bite. “Your Dito nel culo of a husband, is trying to tell me that I have to settle down before he turns the family over to me!” He threw his hands in the air and started to pace. “My little Vinny,” Nadia cooed as she stopped him and cupped his face in her hands. “You know your father loves you. He’s j
Rebecca spun around in front of the mirror for the fifth time. She didn’t like anything that she had tried on and she had to leave in ten minutes if she didn't want to be late. The red floral dress with ruffles on the sleeves and bottom of the skirt was going to have to work. The neckline was a V- cut that showed just enough cleavage to be cute but didn’t show too much that Vincent would think that she was trying to look cute just for him. She tied the strings that were on the corset like belt and went in search for the black strappy sandal heels that she had stolen from Joni, they were perfect. Finding them under her bed, she slipped them on and buckled the strap around each ankle and headed for the door.The cab stopped in front of the coffee shop and Rebecca took a deep breath. Why was she nervous? “I don’t know lady, but its $12.75,” said the cab driver. Rebecca realized that she said that out loud and blushed.“Sorry,” she said handing him the money and getting out of the cab. Sh
The morning of the gala Rebecca woke up to someone knocking on her door. “Ugh...” she rolled over. The knocking wouldn’t stop so she finally threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood up. She walked down the stairs and swung the door open. Standing there was a delivery man with a big box.“Delivery for a Miss Rebecca,” the man read her name off the paper on his clipboard.“That’s me?” it came out as a question instead of a statement.The man handed her the clipboard for her to sigh and then the box after she handed it back to him. “Have a great day,” he said before walking away.Rebecca closed the door and walked to her kitchen. Placing the box on the counter, she picked up the note to read it. Before she got a chance, her door swung open. “Becs!” she heard Joni shout.“I’m right here,” Rebecca answered.Joni turned around quickly and her eyes caught sight of the big long box on the counter, “O.M.G. Who sent you flowers?” She shouted before clapping her hands.Rebecca lifted an
Vincent felt himself stop breathing the moment Rebecca opened the door. She looked amazing. She looked more than amazing he just didn’t know what the word for it was. Starting at her head, his eyes slowly trailed down her body. The light pink dress that was form fitting to just before her knees, fanned out in large pleats at the bottom. If he remembered correctly his mother and sisters had called it a mermaid dress. He could understand why. Her dress was definitely making her look mythical. The sleeves were lace in the form of flowers from her forearms up to her shoulders where it looked like it may wrap around to her back. He sucked in a breath. It was going to be hard to keep his hands to himself tonight. He adjusted his jacket and looked up at her only to see that she was staring at him and looked to be in deep thought.Rebecca couldn’t believe how he had managed to actually look better than he did the day before when they had met up at the coffee shop. He was standing in front of
Vincent couldn’t believe that Enzo had disappeared. He didn’t know what to do know. He thought about his choices as he pulled Rebecca along to the car that was waiting for them. He helped her get into the car sliding in after her he took a deep breath. Taking his phone out he saw a text from his father but he ignored it. He needed to think and his father would somehow just add more stress. He was sure of it.“Vincent, is something wrong?” he heard Rebecca ask from beside him. He turned to look at her and could tell by the look on her face that she was genuinely concerned. He sent her a small nod before he grabbed her face with both hands and pulled her closer to him.Rebecca looked into his eyes and saw a flash of emotion, but it was gone before she could fully understand what the emotion was exactly. She watched as he looked at her lips than back at her eyes. The next thing she knew, his lips were on hers and she was moaning into his mouth.“What am I doing?” Vincent asked himself as
Rebecca woke up the next morning to an empty bed and was slightly relieved. She was pretty sure that she wasn’t going to be able to fully sneak out without some sort of awkward interaction with Vincent, but at least she didn’t have to have to endure the whole ‘about last night’ conversation in first thing in the morning. Yawning she sat up and stretched. She looked around his bedroom. It looked the same as it did that night before, maybe even better. The view was just as beautiful. She had always loved the city she grew up in. She didn’t understand when so many people left after graduation. She hadn’t even applied to college’s that weren't in Chicago. She never planned on leaving. Of course, that was before she started sleeping with men she didn’t really know. Depending on how the pending conversation went, she may have to move. Sighing she decided not to procrastinate and just get it over with. Five minutes later she was pulling her heels on and standing up. She walked to the door
Vincent called Domenico as he drove home. “Hello,” he heard his cousin answer. “Dom, any news on Enzo?” “No,” Domenico regretfully answered. Vincent took a deep breath and ran his hand over his face, “okay meet me at my place. Now,” He hung up without waiting for an answer. He continued the drive and thought about Rebecca. By now his men should be placed around her building. Ensuring that she was safe. That thought made him feel a little more at ease, but he still wanted to find Enzo. He couldn’t let him think that he could get away with the things he was pulling. Vincent pulled his car in front of his building. Throwing his keys to the valet he walked to the elevator. Vincent stepped off on the top floor and paused when he heard a knock on a door. He looked up to find Milena Chaykovsky knocking on his door. Sighing he continued the walk to his apartment. “What are you doing here Milena?” He asked as he reached his door. He watched her turn around and cross her arms sending him a