LIVIYA AMORA HERNANDEZ
Enzo let go of my hand and get down. He came to my door and opened it. Taking his hands in mine I got out of the car and walked to the entrance with my hands around his arm. Once we reached the receptionist, Enzo mentioned the booking he did earlier. A waiter escorted us together to a table around the corner. It was more private than the other tables.
Enzo asked the waiter to bring the food that he had already ordered while booking this place.
“Believe me,amore. You are going to love the dish,” he said making me chuckle a little.
“We’ll see.”
A while later the waiter brought the food and placed it in front of us. It was my favourite carbonara spaghetti. I took a bite of the spaghetti and he was right. The taste is extraordinary.
“It’s so good,” I told him making him sigh in relief. We ate peacefully. After a while, Enzo got a call, he answered the call. After a minute, he cut the call and looked up at me.