Chapter 45: Serendipity

Amber's pov:

“That day in Canoli, was it for the cafe that you had stepped out claiming that it was work?” I ask him. “Mhm,” he responds as he stretches out on the chair. His back muscles contract and relax which makes me twitch.

“Alessandro…” I say it with an accent, and his head instantly turns around to face me. “What did I tell you last time, Mrs. Bianchi?” He questions as he shuts his laptop down. I walk up to him and prevent him from getting up by sitting down on his lap.

“My turn,” I whisper in his ear as I blindfold him. I lead him down the stairs and position him right in front of the cake. Then, I say, “Open it…” He does and his lips curl into a smile as he looks at the cake.

“What’s this for?” He questions. “Yeah right like you don’t know…” I gesture with my hands. “I don’t, Amber,” he says smiling at me, “Maybe you should tell me.” I walk close to him, and pull his head down to whisper in his ear, “Happy birthday, Alessandro…”

He uses his index finger to swipe some