The charm of Mr. De Luca

Fiore D'Amore

While Mia and Matteo are busy preparing the dinner menu, the other is with Coco and Francesca. They stopped by the fastfood store for a burger and fries. After that, the two lovebirds back together to go to Francesca's apartment.

It felt like three years ago, when Coco was piggybacking on the girl with her bike, even though it wasn't the bike she's on right now. Coco has sold her old bike, because it always reminds her of Francesca. He decided to buy a new car. Coco herself never thought that she would be reunited with the young girl who had managed to tear apart her principles about women.

“Come, come in,” take Francesca and open the door of her apartment room. The place was not very spacious, but it looked very comfortable and sweet. The impression of girly is so felt in there, it is seen from various furniture and also colors that decorate the room. Likewise with the smell of fruits that smell from the room fragrance there.

"Sweet apartment" muttered Coco. He followed the girl in, and put the food they had bought on the table. Coco also took off her beloved leather jacket.

“A minute, I'll get you a drink,” Francesca said as she placed the small bag she was carrying. The girl also took off the jacket she was wearing so that it left a black crop top combined with highwaist loose jeans. From the past until now, the appearance of Francesca always looks relaxed. However, he now looked much more mature and had started to make up for himself.

“I want to go back for a while,” said Coco without any awkwardness.

Francesca smiled as she rolled her long hair up to reveal a beautiful neckline and decorated with a beautiful necklace. “Let me deliver,” he said. He turned around and walked in front of Coco. Coco followed him from behind while watching the little waist with the beautiful hips of the girl. Many times he rubbed the nape of his head. A moment later, Francesca stopped in front of the bathroom door. “Please, Mr. Ricci,” his joke with a sweet smile.

“You don't want to accompany me inside?” ask Coco with her naughty clatter.

Francesca laughed softly. “I don't think so,” reject the hazel-eyed girl still with her smile. He went to the kitchen and got a drink. However, before the girl had time to turn her body, Coco quickly grabbed the slim waist that she had noticed. Coco held Francesca's body in her arms.

“I can't bear to kiss you since,” said Coco half-whispering. Without asking for permission, he just landed his kiss on Francesca's lips. The girl could not escape. He had no choice but to enjoy something he had long missed.

But that didn't last long. The reason is because Coco can not bear to immediately go to the toilet. That ridiculous attitude of hers had made Francesca laugh amusedly. The girl, who was of her stature, continued her intention to go to the kitchen and grab a drink.

Not long ago, they had now sat together on the sofa facing directly to the television. Francesca did not want to miss his favorite football club game, even though the match had gone half-way. His intention to watch the game live in the stadium, he had to undo because of his meeting with Coco. While eating the food they bought earlier, the two lovebirds were engrossed in watching the match run so tense. A great match between two big clubs in the capital.

“When, we will watch in the stadium directly,” Coco said. His hand reached into the container of fries held by Francesca. They took turns to take the potatoes. While the eyes of both of them were engrossed in staring at the television screen.

Without taste, the fries in Francesca's hand were only a piece. Coco and Francesca took the potatoes together, they then laughed. “Who held it first?” ask Francesca.

“Of course I!” Coco immediately grabbed the little potato, then put some of it in her mouth. Some are still outside the lips. “Take this if you want, Francy,” goda Coco naughty.

Francesca welcomes challenge from Coco. He immediately devoured the potato, until his lips came into contact with Coco's lips. They were silent for a moment and looked at each other with a million meanings. Without waiting any longer, Coco immediately melted the girl's sweet lips. Francesca closed her eyes reflexively.

The girl's memory revolves back to the events of three years ago in Coco's room. Memories he will never forget forever. His heart and body were now prepared to accept any treatment Coco had for him. He did not refuse when the curly-haired man laid his slender body on the sofa. Francesca also acted resignedly, as Coco's burly hands began to explore every beautiful curve of her body.

Until Coco tried to undress the clothes Francesca was wearing, the girl's conscience was awakened. There was a whisper that seemed to remind him of something he could not deny. The shadow of a man was present in his memory. “No, Ricci. Please stop ...” the door in a raucous voice. He tried to keep Coco's face away from her body.

“Why, dolcezza mia (sweet)?” Coco frowned looking at Francesca's frightened expression.

“Let my lover be angry,” replied Francesca innocent.

Instantly Coco laughed out loud. “You're pranking me, huh?” guess it.

Francesca shook her head while gripping Coco's arm. “I'm sorry, Ricci. I thought I'd never see you again,” he said softly.

“Your play is not funny at all, Honey,” Coco is ready to hit Francesca's lips again when her phone rings fast. “Ck,” he's clucking pissed. Lazily, Coco answered the phone call. “What's up, Lucia? I'm busy,” he said in a flat tone.

Hearing Coco mention the name of a woman, Francesca immediately got up from the sofa while tidying up her clothes. He noticed his first love was chatting on the phone, making Francesca pacing with an agitated look. Moments later, Coco ended the conversation. He then turned to Francesca who was looking at him sharply.

“Slight interference from a friend,” Coco grimaced as she lifted her phone towards Francesca.

“So, you also have a lover apparently?” ask the girl cynically.

Coco shrugged her shoulders while blasting her lips. “If you have a lover, why can't I?” the answer is indifferent.

Francesca snorted dejectedly and threw away face, “I and Fillipo are different!” expostulation.

“What's different?” Coco stood in front of Francesca. But the girl was silent. He didn't have the right answer for Coco.

“Originally you know, Francy. Ever since you disappeared, I've never had the desire to be close to anyone. Every time I get close to a girl, they always remind me of you, and it hurts so much,” Coco said with a sharp look through Hazel Francesca's eyes.

“I traveled from one club to another, got drunk and made friends with many girls, but none of them were special. I'm waiting for this moment, the moment where I can find you again and take you to my humble home,”.

Francesca looked deeply. He did not dare to look Coco in the face. A million regrets and guilt plagued his mind. “I don't think we'll ever be together, given Mia who was always hysterical when I mentioned your name. I thought it would never be possible ..” the joke.

“Oh, France. Come here,” Coco grabbed Francesca's slender body and hugged her tightly. Many times he kissed the girl's forehead and stroked her hair gently. Francesca was so swept away by Coco's treatment that she didn't notice her apartment door opening slowly.

A tall young man of Francesca's age stopped in front of the living room and stared wide at the scene in front of him. “What the fuck, Francy?” he cried with disbelief.