- The next morning I wake up at half past noon. I am not surprised, I was exhausted. I walk out of our bedroom to find Enzo. I see him in the study.
- “How was your night, amore,” I say stepping into the study.
- “It was good, mi amore, and I am guessing yours was as well, looking at the time you are waking up,” Enzo says kissing my forehead.