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Leonardo
Isabelle opened her eyes before smiling looking up at me as light poured into the room softly shining on her.
She's beautiful.
"Good morning."
"Morning freak," she grinned, "freak in the sheets."
She did finger guns at me before throwing her leg over me, laying on top of me.
I set my hand on her thigh as she traced my tattoo, "I love this fucking tattoo."
"Good."
She pressed a kiss onto it smiling at me before resuming sleeping, as my heart rate picked up, "We should get matching tattoos."
"Of what?"
"My dick."
"Okay, when?"
Belle smiled, "I love you."
"I love you too."
"The drinking age here is eighteen or something like that."
I smiled, "I know."
"So basically," she started, "I know what we're going tonight."
"You have a problem."
"Only problem I have is that I haven't eaten waffles yet."
Before we came here we had waffles and she put pickles on it to add a little flavor, at least that's what she said.
I don't think she actually liked it but since I said it was going to taste bad she kept eating it to prove some sort of point.
"What are we going to do today?"
"What do you want to do?"
"Watch you do a flip."
"Okay."
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"If you fall I'm going to bully the absolute shit out of you."
"I know," I smiled shaking my head.
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Romance"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession...
