Ninety Five

Isabella

I dress up in a pair of jeans and a white top without any idea where Dante is taking me this afternoon. We spent the whole morning lazing about in bed, making love and fucking equally till I was too sore to go one. Dante recovered with a bursting amount of bedroom energy which I love so much about him since I missed him so much when he was still ill. I literally spend nights awake and I don't regret any of it at all because it is a win-win situation. We way we fuck, I don't care if sleep is eliminated from my routine...

After a late breakfast, we drive off from the hotel we are staying in. I have never been to Bologna before. Everything about it is breathtaking, and my eyes are glued to the car window as we drive through the streets.

I didn't realize how Dante had been intently watching me until he chuckled. I quickly turn to look at him. He looks amused about something. Something which is me.

"You have never been to Bologna, have you?"