Chapter Six

Dario

Luciano and I watched Paige coming down the stairs in a pair of grey sweatpants and a white cropped top. She was wearing white air forces while her blonde hair was tied into a neat bun on her head.

She took both of our hands and we led her into our living room. We sat on the couch and watched her in adoration.

She suddenly started chewing on her bottom lip while fiddling with her thumbs.

"So do I date both of you? Because I can't choose. I like you both and I know it's wrong. But please don't make me choose." She said softly.

She's perfect.

"You don't have to worry about that. My mano and I shares everything." Luciano said and Paige oddly relaxed. "Not that you're an object." He said and she smiled.

"All we ask is for you to treat us the same. No favorites." I said and she nodded.

"We spend the same amount of time together." Luciano added and she nodded with a sweet smile on her lips.

"And if you'd like we want to take you out on dates and just hang out." I said and she blush