Chapter 20

Lily

“Were you planning on getting laid tonight?”, I asked Matteo bluntly as I sipped from the champagne, he had given me.

“Never planning, always hoping.”, he smirked. I appreciated his honesty. We were both lying on the bed. He had gotten me a bath robe and he had put his boxers back on. And now we were sipping champagne and munching on popcorn. It felt like the actual sex had taken away inhibitions and expectations, and we were now more relaxed and open to each other.

“Was the sex as good as you were hoping for it to be?”, I asked cheekily. He chuckled loudly. “Yes.”, was all he said. I kept looking at him. “Well? That’s all you’ve got to say about it?”, I taunted him. He grinned, and I moved to straddle him.