Italian Coffee House [BWWM]

- C h a p t e r 30 -

Ciao Bellezza,

What's that? Oh, the one hundred days of Christmas has begun? Well, in that case I'd like to know what warms your heart about the Christmas season?

No offense but this goes out to those of us who don't have a life. And ... need an adventure.

I'm no exception😂😂😂

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I think it's understating things a bit to say you've waited long enough.

Here's the Thirtieth installation of Italian Coffee House.

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ENJOY XD. Thank you for hanging in there and have a beautiful weekend.

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Ang

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Niccolò's Chocolate House

Chapter 30

*Nick*

The wee hours of Thursday was upon us more swiftly than I had expected. My wife and I had a very big day ahead of us. I should've been resting, however, it was damn near impossible with all the thoughts racing through my mind. It was almost impossible to get one shred of sleep. It was still dark out and torrential rain encompassed us about almost drowning out my thoughts. Almost. Raindrops thundered against the rooftop coupled with violent winds that whipped in the curtains that had been drawn apart to aid the warm night. The mighty weather seemed to match my qualms though I wouldn't tell her that. At the moment, I sat up my back pressed against padded surface of the otherwise wooden headboard studying nothing in particular. As I'd done several times in the past hour, I glanced down at the form of my sleeping beauty.

Earlier the night before Ada had cocooned herself under the coverlet in a foetal position effectively conditioning her self for sleep. I'd returned from the bathroom to find her fully submerged in a soundless sleep. Her long locs drawn to the right side of her shoulder, leaving the other and her neck to the harsh elements. Though, despite the turbulent weather rampaging around us, she still seemed at rest in her dreams. The notion helped to put me at ease ... at least briefly. She would need a lot of rest considering she would be sleeping for two. I would make sure that she got her daily fix.

Suddenly, the wind picked up forcefully knocking the double doors against the wall, whipping the curtains inwardly this time discharging a crisp cold air. A shiver ran through me. Especially, since I'd gone to bed without a shirt. Trying my best not to wake her, I crept out of bed making my way to the double doors. I closed the door restoring peace .. well at least within these walls.

On my way back to bed, a deafening thunder registered in the air, effectively rousing Ada from sleep. I could sooner her traumatized gasps before I could break the corner. She scanned the room, noting my absence.

"Nicky," The faint sound of her voice reached my ear. God she sounds so helpless ... so terrified that I was desperate to join her again. To calm her woes.

"Shhhh baby, it's alright!" I cooed walking briskly to meet our bed in a few strides. I pulled back the covers drawing her body close to mine in a hug before the realization dawned. She was trembling with fear. "I'm here."