"You're welcome," I answered back in Italian, bending to press a kiss to his forehead. Slipping my hand through his hair, I let the moment linger, before pulling away and sliding into my seat.
"We were both due for a decent meal," I said, taking his hand and giving it a brief squeeze.
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Date: 2024-12-24 01:22 am (UTC)"We were both due for a decent meal," I said, taking his hand and giving it a brief squeeze.