Dangerous Hearts (BWWM)

Chapter 12

Gio's pov:
I walked to the door and opened it.
"Don't worry, our parents will love that we're spending so much time together."

She hesitates for a bit and then stood up. She looked so innocent and as if she didn't want to do it but then again that she wanted to.

I wanted her alone and all to myself. She would be mine sooner or later so why not initialize it.

We made our way downstairs and she wanted to tell her parents but I insisted that we not, I didn't want them knowing where we were or anyone to know for that matter. Just for a few hours I wanted to keep her all to myself.

We walked outside and Tonya, Diyah's friend, and Huey were all standing around talking. Usually, I would've told Huey to get to work and not be such a lover boy but I didn't want them asking questions or Diyah's friend changing her mind nor did I want my little sister tagging along. We started off on the wrong foot and I didn't want it to go any worse. This was a dare after all.

We got in the car and drove off.

"Where are we going?"

"Well I know this Italian place and thought I'd take you there,"

"I just hope you're not kidnapping me again," she says resting her head on the window.

"When did I kidnap you?" I ask

"Did you forget about last night then?"

"You mean when I did this," I say leaning in for a kiss.

She turns her face around and just stares at me.

"You really think I'd allow you to kiss me after what you did with that girl you had in your room?" She says crossing her arms across her chest.

It takes everything in me to look away from her chest and look into her face. She was so beautiful. Starting from her eyes that were a brown and changed from dark to light with her change of emotions. Her nose was small and flared up whenever she was mad. Down to her plum lips that at the moment looked as if they were calling my name.

"Why're you staring at me like that?" she says blushing.

"Because you're so beautiful," I say moving a strand of hair from her face.

She looks into my eyes and I feel a wave of emotions running through my body. I don't even know what it is and I can't help but love it. Here was a girl who slapped me the first night she met me and yet I couldn't help but want more of her.

"Uh, we're here," I say pulling away from the eye lock.

We walk into the restaurant and I can't help but feel like all eyes are on us. I come here every now and then and I always come by myself so they must be wondering who I'm with. I couldn't help but feel kind of possessive with all the men looking at Diyah. She was mine and mine only.

A waiter comes to our table and he's got his eyes all over Diyah. I grab her hand and interlock ours. She looks startled but doesn't protest.

"Ottenere gli occhi fuori della mia ragazza," I say snapping at him.

"Mi dispiace, cosa posso ottenere per voi oggi, signore," He says straightening himself up and yet still looking at Diyah.

"Si, può iniziare da ottenere una cameriera femminile," I say getting irritated.

"Assolutamente sir," he says turning around and walking off.

"What'd you just say to him?" Diyah asks

"I just told him I didn't like the way he was looking at you, that's all," I say leaning back still holding her hand.

"He wasn't looking at me in anyway. You're paranoid," she says taking her hand from mine.