Chapter 4: The Chat

Christina Dobulski's POV

"So, what was your name again?" Antonio asked me as I was gulping at his question.

"Christina, sir," I mumbled.

"Speak up," he said as I was jumping in my seat.

"Christina, sir," I said a little too loud as I cleared my throat. Antonio was arching his eyebrow at me before he laughed out loud. I blushed as I was making a fool out of myself.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so commanding with my voice. Old habit dies hard. Let's start over, shall we? Hi, my name is Antonio but you can call me Tony. My friends call me that," he said as he was offering his hand to me. I stared at it as I was looking back into his handsome face.

The high cheekbones, the long lashes that covered his eyes, the straight, aristocratic nose, and those pink, kissable lips. I think I can die and go to heaven if I just have one taste of his lips.