⠀⠀“ we have the rest of the week to ourselves. we can stay home , go out , disappear for a while — anything that pleases you. i am waiting for you to say the word. ” (…)
“ even if you would’ve taken me home just to spend time with me ; it would’ve made my return worth it , ” luciana spoke with such tenderness , as if the weight of their tragic marriage had disappeared from her mind in the moment. ⠀⤸
⠀⠀ he calmly cut another piece of fish , taking another bite before continuing.
“ the other day , when i told you i had handled business … a bullet grazed passed my skull. ” (…)
⠀⠀“ three thousand each , ” he breaks the silence , dark gaze locked on the woman. “ that is , if you are willing to put that kind of money on the table for a single round. ”
⠀⠀ he places his cards face down , lips pressing into a thin line at her boldness before straightening his posture. he allows the tension to settle over the table. (…)
he taps the deck against the table. his dark hues linger on her , studying the shift in her expression.
“ if i play you , you walk out of here with nothing. ” he tilts his head. “ that wouldn’t be fair , would it ?̲ ”
⠀⠀ mauri shakes his head , dismissing the thought before it can settle.
“ i did it because i wanted to. no other reason. i wanted your return to feel worthy of you. ” (…)
his tenderness felt foreign against her skin. the gentle brush of his calloused fingers over her knuckles nearly made goosebumps bloom across her skin , the lingering kiss to her hand leaving a warmth that settled deep within her chest. ⠀⤸
⠀⠀ he cuts into his meal unhurriedly , taking a bite before gesturing toward her plate with his fork.
“ try this. they still know how to make it properly. ” (…)
but this evening in particular , he allowed himself a rare indulgence. if there is ever a time to let his guard down , it is with the woman sitting across from him.
he studies her intently , dark eyes searching the meaning hidden behind those crystal hues. there is something satisfying about how easily he reads her , as though the years between them have taught him what no one else understands. (…)
“ because women don’t bruise that ego of yours the way a man can , ” she quipped , head tilting ever so slightly. glossy brunette waves spilled over her shoulder , framing the amused smile tugging at her lips. ⠀⤸