Giovanni
She turns and heads towards the door, and I quickly follow her. Admiring how her ass looks in those white pants. I groan, feeling the stirring in my loins. The urge to throw her over my shoulder and leave my mark on her is strong, but I know that will make her angry. So instead, I follow her into the kitchen as she grabs a cup of coffee; she takes two sips and heads to the door.
"Aren’t you going to eat something?
"I’ll grab something on the way."
"You should eat before you leave…."She sighs and spins.
"Giovanni."
"Tesoro."
"Bambino, I’m an adult and have been for 8 years now. So I know how to take care of myself."
"I know I’m just…."
"Worried. I know, but I’m fine, ok?" I nod reluctantly.
"Good, I have to go." She makes her way over to the door while I’m still following her. We exit the house, and then she locks up.
"No alarm system?"
"No."
"You should be ready."
"Babe."