*Tallon*
“I can do this,” I thought to myself. “I can do this... oh, shit. What if I can’t do this?”
For the love of God, how was it possible that I could hold a loaded gun to a person’s head, but couldn’t manage to maintain my cool in front of the woman I loved?
We took the beautiful scenic route through the city to get to the restaurant. As expected, one of the owners of the place greeted us at the door and brought us directly to our table in a private room that overlooked the natural majesty of the Apennine Mountains, which was decorated tastefully with candles and fresh flowers.
Our evening began with an aged bottle of wine and a few light pickings. Natalia was dazzled and couldn’t get over the fantastic view that stood before us. The waiters were conscientious and perhaps just a bit too... attentive at times.
Had my nervousness not been enough to deal with, my jealousy was sure to sabotage tonight’s purpose.