The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 26. Just Sleep Bova!
ELiza POV
I pulled her into the room and put on an emotional face, folded my arms over her chest and prepared to scold her. But before I talk and get my emotions out, he first raises his hand and speaks.
"Wait a minute, don't get mad, I didn't plan this okay, you don't get me wrong. I obviously told Mama we need two rooms. I proved it to you ..." She took her phone out of her jeans bag and showed me her chat with her mom.
I who from earlier wanted to beat him can not take it for granted.
"You are many reasons! Now you sleep on the couch! I don't give a shit!"
"Fine.I sleep outside okay, you sleep here. Don't be angry okay."
"Why do you have to sleep outside! What would your mother say if I told her to sleep outside?!" I'm getting angry with him.
"You look at that couch, it's just a metre, how can I fold myself in there." He pointed to the only sofa in our room.
"I don't want to know, you slept there. On the floor with a blanket. It's your own fault." I kept accusing him and would not budge because he himself said and guaranteed that we would sleep in his own room.
"All right, you win. Whatever you want." He gave up arguing with me. And back off sit down to the couch. "I sleep here as you wish."
He didn't argue with me and sat on the couch without protesting any further. I looked around the room, the bed was king size. But still it was only one arm's range away. Sleeping in the oven was too dangerous, what if she remembered her sugar baby night and decided to make me her sugar baby suddenly.
I opened my suitcase, took my cotton trousers to sleep in and my long sleeve sweatshirt. And walking to the bathroom didn't care.
"I went to the bathroom first. You're late."
"certain." He's not protesting now because he's wrong.
From the morning it is quite cold temperatures only range from 8-15°C here in winter, although there is no snow here. Even if they have a heater, of course. In Italy for energy savings, municipalities and residential building complexes in certain zones must obtain permission from the mayor to turn on central heating.
I thought about what he said at dinner last night. He dared to tell me to let him know I was coming back here. What does he mean, or he'll just say it to calm his mother down.
I don't know what he meant to say that. And I don't want to think about it right now. I just want to focus on the restaurant supporting my family. If she wants me to be her lover she has to say it with clear evidence. Wedding proposal! Because I don't want to be her sugar baby even though she's so nice. Friends will remain friends. No one will pass!
I came out later, saw that he had opened the closet, apparently this was his room. He's got a nightgown here.
"My turn, are you done?" He remained with his usual tone seemingly unaffected I scolded him earlier.
"It."
Forced tonight and the next two nights should be rooming with him. But I don't think he's gonna do anything. He knows himself enough...
I saw him come out already with a gray long shirt and matching color trousers. His athletic body is imprinted there. But she kept coming back to the couch while I was wrapped in the blanket.
"Yes. It's okay, it's only been two days. I can sleep anywhere. I'm not gonna say anything to Mama." She smiled at me a little.
I silently contemplated. It seemed that this was indeed not him planning, but he was willing to bear the consequences.
"What else will stay until Sunday afternoon?"
"Usually yes, maybe another Uncle or Aunt will stay longer. But young people will usually return to their workplaces at the beginning of the week."
"They were very friendly to me." I smiled considering my first meeting with the Bova family. It seems that they are not the type of family that has a lot of drama even though they are family.
"Mom likes you a lot..." He smiled at me. But I can't say anything right now.
"That's because you never gave her a choice." He knew the truth of my words but he said nothing.
"Yes I think you're right."
It's past 1 o'clock, I know he can't sleep on that couch. Everyone needs a good break on vacation. I yawned because I was sleepy.
"Sleep here. This bed is pretty big. You know what not to do. Watch out if you fuck around."
"You mean I can sleep next to you?"
"I'm not that cruel to let you fold on that couch." He was willing to let me meet Dad and change our flight schedule. At least this time I forgive him.
She smiles. He immediately moved to my side with a big smile. Don Juan in his nightgown, no I won't be tempted because being tempted by him means trouble. This winter's warm oven is dangerous.
"Why are you smiling? Doesn't mean you're allowed to touch me a single hair, watch out for you crossing this midline..."
"You're so good Vanilla, you're safe with me." I'm not sure what the word "safe" means right now.
"You'll regret trying to mess with the word safe." I put a pillow to separate us. He grimaced wide.
"That's all right, don't let you hug me for the cold."
"I'm not gonna hug you. Don't dream too far..." Until now he was polite, he didn't try to touch me on purpose.
"Good night Vanilla."
"Stop calling me Vanilla. I'm not a cake. Good night." He laughed and smiled happily, head-backed looking at me. Jeez Don Juan is too handsome when viewed up close.
I turned around, not daring to look at him again. Trying to sleep, my eyes were heavy, I was tired, the night before I was sleep deprived. Let's just say he's a bodyguard in a house on guard.