Vincenzo's Lover

"You're Drooling."

-Mia-

I yawned, rolling over and looking at the time. It was still morning and uni wasn't on that day.

I touched my lips.

Yes. .

They were better. Finally!

I smiled, getting out of bed and taking a shower before changing into some warm leggings and a light pink top.

I rubbed some Vaseline on my lips before putting on some socks and combing my hair. I then went to the guest room and opened the door to see him with only a towel on.

I gasped, "sorry, I-"

"No, it's okay," he said with a smile is my eyes slowly went down his body.

Mmhmm. .defined V line, toned rock hard abs. .lovely pecs. .some tattoos that made him look even more hot. .

"You're drooling." My hand went to my mouth in panic and my eyes moved to his face as he laughed.

I wasn't drooling.

"I wasn't . . I just wanted to see if your wounds were getting better. I need to change a bandage - it's been a few days." He nodded and I bit my lip. "Do you want to do it now?" He shrugged with a small smile, "yeah, sure."

I bit my lip again and grabbed the first aid kit from the side. I tried my hardest not to look at his muscular body but I couldn't help it. It was so freaking hot.

I stood in front of him and realised how tall he really was. I pulled a strand of my hair behind my ear and my hands slowly went to one of the deeper wounds and I carefully took off the bandage from before and he winced a little, before looking down at me curiously.

I glanced at him, realising how close we were. I cleaned the wound gently before wrapped another clean bandage around his wound.

"I've been meaning to say thank you, angel," he said and I looked at him, our eyes locking. "It's fine, really," I said quietly as I cleaned another wound. "I'm a stranger in your home and you helped me. Most people don't do that so thank you, Good Samaritan."

I chuckled softly, my eyes still gazing into his beautiful hazel ones. "You know, you could just call me by my name: Mia."

He smiled a little, "Nah, angel suits you better." I chuckled again before pressing a clean plaster against a cut of his gently.

"But I need to know more about you," I told him genuinely as we got even closer. He looked down to me and I felt so short. "I mean, I found you beaten up and you didn't want to go to a hospital."

He nodded, his eyes still gazing into mine. "I know and you deserve to know." I licked my lips before realising that my hands were on his chest. I moved them away, blushing a little.

"Get dressed," I kindly said, "I got some clothes for you earlier. I'll be downstairs." He nodded and I had to force myself to stop gazing into those lovely hazel eyes of his.

I closed the first aid kit and put it on the side before glancing at him and leaving the room.

I made us some scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast and he came down dressed with an outfit that I brought for him. "Mmm. .something smells good," he said with a smile and I smiled too. "Bacon. You hungry?" He nodded, taking a seat on the stool beside me.

"Thank you," he said before sipping some of his orange juice and taking a bite out of his bacon sandwich. "So. ." I awkwardly said before eating some of my sandwich too.

"I'm no angel - clearly," he started and I looked at him, giving him my attention. "I was just part of a bad crowd and um. .I did something I shouldn't have to someone and they came after me. Hence why I was beaten up. I was walking when I heard you screaming so I sorted out those punks out but after I felt really tired and lightheaded and yeah. ."