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“Thanks,” I said softly, sitting down. I picked up a fork, my fingers trembling slightly. “About last night…”
He looked at me, his expression serious but kind. “Let’s just enjoy breakfast for now, okay? We’ll talk later,” he suggested, and I stared at him for a moment before I nodded, grateful for the reprieve.
As I took my first bite of the pancakes, the familiar taste brought back a flood of childhood memories. It was exactly what I needed. No one else made a plate of pancakes like Vincenzo, not even my own mom, that is, when she actually was around.
Which wasn’t much.
My mom was a lawyer, and my father was a doctor, both high end jobs that didn’t allow for much family time or really any time for their daughter at all. My father only came home on weekends, or he used to, before he’d taken a position in the city. My mom spent all of her time at the office and hardly noticed if I was home or not. One weekend when I was only ten, I’d stayed over at Bella’s house, and she hadn’t even realized that I was gone.
I did it so often after that, Bella often joked about putting together my own room.
But that didn’t matter now. All that paled in comparison to what happened last night.
I glanced at Vincenzo, but he was digging into his own plate of pancakes. For a while, we ate in comfortable silence, the tension between us easing slightly with every bite.
After a few minutes, Vincenzo finally broke the silence. “It’s going to be a beautiful day. Maybe we could spend some time by the pool?”
I smiled, appreciating the small talk. “That sounds nice. I really enjoy relaxing out there.”
He nodded, a small smile playing on his lips.
“Good.”
We continued eating, the silence not feeling as oppressive. I ate some more of my pancakes and took a sip of the coffee he’d poured for me. It was all really delicious.
“These are really good. Just like I remember,” I complimented him.
“I’m glad you like them,” he said, his eyes meeting mine. “You know, I’ve been making them for you ever since you were a little girl.”
I nodded, a nostalgic smile tugging at my lips.
“Yeah, you have,” I said softly.
We sat in silence for a few more moments. Finally, I took a deep breath and decided to break the tension.
“Aren’t we going to talk about yesterday?” I asked, my gaze searching his for a long moment and he nodded once before he cocked his head.
Vincenzo’s expression shifted, a mixture of seriousness and something else I couldn’t quite place, something I very much liked.
“We talked aboutoneof the things we needed to talk about last night,” he said, his voice carrying a subtle innuendo that made my cheeks flush and my pussy clench. “But we still need to talk about what you found in that room yesterday,” he continued, his tone turning more serious.
I nodded, bracing myself for the conversation ahead.
“Okay. Let’s talk.”
“You were never meant to see that room and anything in it,” he ventured with a soft sigh, “But you did, and that changes everything, so now we have to figure out a way to move forward.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know,” I said softly.
“I know, sweet girl. I’m not scolding you. I punished you last night for it, so now it’s over and done with. Now, we just move on.”
He sat down on the stool next to me.
“First off, though, Bella can never know any of this. I’ve worked really hard to keep my past from her so she can have a normal life. You must promise me this,” he said, his gaze level with mine, coolly assessing me with every passing moment.
I paused. Who was this man and why did I want to know more? My curiosity got the best of me, and I nodded fast, telling him what he wanted to hear while also actually meaning it.
“I won’t tell her. I promise,” I answered quickly.
