Chapter 72

Sofia’s POV

I leaned more forward on my seat and started plastering my palm on the side of the cup, loving how the hotness of tne glass up was sinking into the light skin of my palm and sending a tiny zinging feeling into the tip of my fingers.

“Um, Sarah?” I called out slowly and watched as Sarah turned around and stared at me inquiringly. I picked up my cup of coffee and took a large sip first, allowing the hot liquid to scale my tongue even more and slid down my throat, right before I started to speak after placing the cup of coffee on the counter once again.

“Where is Luca?” I asked in a small voice and she answered immediately, not hesitating nor pausing to analyze her answer.

“Oh? He’s in his office.” She replied and I blinked a couple of times, biting on the left side of my lower lip.

“He doesn’t go out on a Sunday?” I asked Sarah once again after a few seconds and watched as Sarah turned around on her seat until she was staring fully at me.

“He does, sometimes. Sometimes,