45.

Vincent Giovanni

She didn’t say it back.

Why didn’t she say it back?

It’s been the only question running through my mind since we landed in Seychelles, am I rushing it? She has trust issues, yes but have I not done enough to show her that I am serious about her?

I’m at a loss here.

“Sir, we have arrived,” the driver says, I thank him and I step out of the car and go to Juliet’s side and open the door for her, reaching out my hand, she takes it and gives me a smile, the tropical sun giving her skin a glorious glow, or it was probably the morning sex but whatever it was, it was making her look  like a queen.

She turns her head to the left and she gasps, “Oh wow, this is beautiful.”

My secret hid out, or Frat House my brother calls it, where we come and celebrate and escape the mafia life with no interruptions. It was also our family, holiday home, I loved