Menacingly✔️

Chapter Seventeen

Angela woke up with Adriano's big arms wrapped around her. His chin was resting on her shoulder and his breaths were steady and even. Although she wanted to savour the moment, she couldn't help but wonder how he had got here. She turned to face him and shook him a little.

"Adriano." She whispered, trying to wake him up. He cracked open one of his eyes and looked at her.

"Yeah?" he whispered back. Her lips were just a breath away from his and he began to look down at them. Angela had been doing the exact same but snapped out of her daze she was in and spoke again.

"How did you get here?" she laughed lightly at him.

"I came in last night? You said I could."

"I did? I thought that was a dream." She blurted out and regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth. Angela looked up at Adriano's grinning face and narrowed her eyes in mock annoyance.

"Do you dream about me much Angela?" he scoffed cockily, earning an eye roll from her.

"No." she furrowed her brows at him. "Of course not." She blushed and she knew he wasn't convinced.

"Don't worry about it my little Angela. I wouldn't blame you. If I were you, I would dream about me too." She ignored his "my little Angela" and put it in the back of her mind for later.

"Oh shut up." She tugged at his arms, trying to get him to release his arms from around her but he didn't budge. He let out the loudest and warmest series of chuckles and she could feel them rumbling in his chest. Why was he in such a good mood? She knew it probably wouldn't last though. "Be quiet please." She glared at him, half joking.

"I'm sorry, it was funny." He stopped and looked at her.

"Now let me go." She crossed her arms and glared at him again. Adriano didn't want to let go of her, he liked the feeling of her being so close. He didn't know why hadn't felt embarrassed a minute ago when she woke him up and she was tangled in his arms. He had meant to wake up before her and move so she wouldn't know that was how he slept all night but she beat him to it. He finally let her go.

Her walked over to her wardrobe to pick something out to wear. Once she opened it, she felt slightly self-conscious looking in at the bare wardrobe because it was nothing compared to Adriano's. Once she had got here, she hung up all of the clothes she had, but she hadn't got much.

"Are you not talking to me now?" he joked, she turned her head slightly to look over her shoulder. He was on his side, his arm propping him up and still had half of his body under the covers. She turned her head back around to pick something out and busy herself. She had felt a little stupid when she told him about the dream she thought she had and still now couldn't help but blush. He was loving every minute of it.

"Oh come on." She could sense his presence close behind her. "I'm sorry." He said menacingly in her ear. He knew he was testing her patience, and crossing the line but he wanted her to turn around, reach up and kiss him. She wanted that too but she couldn't. So she replied instead, to shut him up and get him away from her.

"Whatever."

"I'm glad you except my apology." He teased her and made his way out of the room. "Oh and Angela?" he peered his head back in the door and she turned around.

"Yes?"

"Can you make lasagne tonight for dinner?"

"Of course." She laughed and he just smiled delightfully at her before leaving to get ready for work. He felt refreshed from his nine hours of sleep and couldn't help but be in a good mood.