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Marco Cavaliere. 30. Born in Italy, raised in Chicago. Husband to Madison. Father to Matteo, Liliana, Leonardo, and Luca. Restaurant owner. Entrepreneur.

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Cronaca di un amore (Michelangelo Antonioni, 1950)

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Be My Valentine ♡ Madco

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“Good. I would have slapped you if you took it away. I think it would be a good idea. Do a little icon beside it so parents know that kids like it as well,” Madison shrugged as she thought about it, giving a small smile. “Yeah I should just ban you to the bedroom and I do dinner on my own, but then I would look weird.” Giving him a smile as she pushed some of her hair behind her ears as she nodded. “Funny how we couldn’t have our anniversary be a different day than our child’s birthday. Someone didn’t want us to have our own holiday.” The brunette smiled as she walked into the restaurant, giving them their name to get the reservation. 

Sitting at the table, the brunette crossed her legs as she rested against the seat to look at the menu, she rubbed her lips. “Every other month until the twins are completely caught up in size and everything. They are still a little under and it’s hard to leave them when I know they aren’t completely up to speed. We still have their oxygen machines at home in case they need them. That’s not something I truly trust with people. Audrey has been with them since they were born, but what if she’s busy and we have to have a random person? I’m just not ready for that right now. The art museum was a fun thing to do. We could do a different class there. It might change it up some.”

“That’s why I didn’t take it away, I didn’t want to be slapped,” the Italian chuckled, smiling sweetly at his wife. “I like that idea, the little icon. My wife’s so good at coming up with ideas,” he bragged out loud, loud enough for anyone just near them to hear him bragging on her. She deserved to be bragged on, after all, even if it did embarrass her a little. It couldn’t hurt for long. “Oh no, someone had to have all the spotlight to herself and outshine everybody. Did she get that from you or from me?” Deep down he knew it was a Cavaliere gene, Marco always wanting to be up front in the eyes of people he knew. He was the brat his brother always claimed he was, it just took a lot for him to admit that he knew it all along.

“For your sake,” Marco said, opening his menu and glancing at Madison from the top of it. “I won’t count this conversation about the twins against you because we’re planning dates with it too. We could always cook a special mommy and daddy dinner at home and take it onto the terrace. We could have someone come help feed the kids while we eat, or we could try and wrangle them up for a nap so we can have our meal then.” Of course, that wouldn’t be possible. No one ever wanted to sleep at just the same time in the Cavaliere household. “I know. I understand. I worry about them too, but I know you worry more.” He could still feel the guilt that Madison carried with her, knowing her body didn’t hold on to their babies just as long as it needed to, but there were reasons beyond what they could help that they came out early. Perhaps it was better that way for everyone. “What are you looking at on the menu? We could get a few things and share them if you’re in the mood to. Then we can try more than usual.”

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Venice trip day 1

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My forever Valentine, my partner in crime, and still the prettiest girl I’ve set eyes on. I love you, Madi.

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“More of my heritage? I thought you had a section on it, did you take it away?” Madison was confused as she thought about the menu, knowing that they were on there from what she remembers. “You can never be on her bad side. I was on her bad side when we were broken up. You weren’t.” Running her hand through her hair as she thought about it, pushing her lips to the side. “I’m not going to tell you what I have in mind if you lose. That’s for me to know and you to only find out if you lose,” she smirked as she looked over at him.

“You sound like you’re hosting What Not to Wear right now and it’s a little weird. Just a really nice coat throws it together. Shut up!” She mocked Stacy London as she smiled at him. Nodding her head as she listened to him, she took a deep breath as she raised her hand for the cab. “Every month? I can’t leave them every single month. It’s hard to leave them for a night. I don’t know if I could do every month, babe. That’s a lot.”

“No, I want more of it,” Marco clarified to her. “And as much as I hate kids’ menus, I had thought of letting Matteo and Lily pick a few favorites for us to have one. Maybe not so much a kid’s menu in itself, but to show that it’s a kid approved dish. You know what I mean?” For the third time of the night his face contorted, realizing he’d done it again. “Three strikes. Am I out yet? That’s how baseball works, isn’t it?” He sighed, giving his wife’s waist a small squeeze. “Well whatever it is you’re definitely getting it, I can tell you that right now. You’re doing so good. I feel bad that I keep bringing them up. This is our night.” He offered an apologetic look before he kissed the side of her head. 

“Maybe it’s because I’ve been watching it with you so much lately. It is addicting, I’ll admit. I like seeing the outcome. I feel like you would have submitted me if I had kept on dressing like I did the night we met. They would have thrown my beanies into the trash can.” A fake pout sprouted on his face, quickly followed by a hearty laugh. “Not every month? Every two?” He loved them, of course, but he knew his connection could never be as strong as Madison’s as their mother. “We do have an anniversary coming in March, after we take care of a certain tiny diva’s birthday. Then my birthday in April. I don’t have to have a whole night out. You know what I enjoyed? That art class at the children’s museum last year. I wouldn’t mind you and I finding something to do like that. Maybe one of those wine painting classes everyone goes to.”

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they were a real power couple ugh:(

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“That’s great. Legally disgusting. Sounds lovely,” scrunching her face as she thought about it, shaking her head. Giving a small smile as she kissed him, taking a deep breath when he pulled away. “It’s kind of hard to make everyone involved. You don’t want them there because lord knows what they would do. Maybe when they get older they can help out. It’s better they aren’t there right now.” Smirking as he admitted it, Madison nodded as she ran her hand through her hair. “You’re going to lose the bet. I can sense it already. This will be fun. I might ask questions just to instigate it.”

“Yeah, luckily I am usually the one that buys you your clothes, so you don’t have to worry about it. I buy everyone’s clothes.” Madison pushed her lips to the side as she thought about it. “I just want an adult meal. Something that I don’t have to cut up into small pieces.” Adjusting her bag, Madison moved closer to him as they walked outside. “Are we walking or is there a cab that we are taking? I don’t know how far the place is from here.” Looking around outside as she rubbed her lips, the brunette shook her head to shake the cold off. “I can’t wait till it gets warmer. It’s freezing here all the time.”

“I want to do more to involve your side of our family’s heritage. I think I’d like to have a special section on the menu with your favorite Hungarian dishes that you think people would enjoy. We can work on making a recipe for the restaurant so we don’t have to give away any family secrets. I wouldn’t want to be on your grandmother’s bad side, after all,” he chuckled. “And what am I going to owe you if I do end up losing the bet? A drink? Do I have to do something embarrassing and record it? Should I even be giving you these ideas? You are a bit of an evil mastermind at times, after all.”

“And with you buying my clothes I know that you can’t critique them. You took my own style and made it better. I’ve never been one for extravagant clothing. I do like a good coat, though. I think a nice coat and really pull your look together. That and a good pair of shoes. I like my boots as much as you like yours.” Marco’s eyes wandered down to the heels on Madison’s feet, knowing she would much rather be in a pair of motorcycle boots or a pair of flats. He did love the way she looked in a strappy heel though. “You’ll get your adult meal, babe. And someone is going to serve it to you instead of you having to serve it to someone else. We’re both getting spoiled tonight. Let’s do a cab there to save our feet for later. I wouldn’t mind walking around and getting a good look at some of the bars. We don’t come to this part of town a lot, after all. I feel like there is so much that we have to see here. I wouldn’t mind doing a night out every month that we pick a new place to explore.”

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Three years ago my life changed forever. My boy Matteo is a three year old today and I'll never be able to believe it.

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“Ha, I didn’t do dates. Ever. Just went straight to the main event. People probably thought we were gross, but at least we weren’t underage. That’s what is the gross part. Just knowing that you are watching two kids…it’s gross.” Madison made a face as she thought about it, shaking her head. “It’s a really good spice. Adds some kick into life. I like that you added some of that to the place. It makes me feel as if it’s our family restaurant instead of it being just yours, if that makes sense. Yeah, good thing you didn’t add the scary stuff. I still get anxiety thinking about some of the stuff I’ve noticed.”

“Not really. I don’t think so, anyway. I just kind of decided that I’ll do whatever I can to still look good. Fashion and boobs never are comfortable together.” Madison shrugged as she thought about it. “Yeah, I think it will work. We will make it fun.” Nodding her head as she adjusted her heels, Madison opened the door to leave. “You have the key right? I’m never going to remember where it is if I take it with me.”

“I agree. We were legally disgusting if anything. I like to think we were sexy...” he said, a small pause following as if he regretted saying such a thing. “No, I don’t want to think that anyone else thought anything about us. We were us. We still are us. That’s what I love about having you now. You’re the same Madison I’ve always loved and been so unable to resist.” He moved to give her a quick kiss, holding himself back from letting his lips linger against hers for too long, dare he test his own temptation. “It is ours. It’s mine, but you and the kids have just as much of a part in it. I’m always thinking of how you can all be more involved. It’s been harder the past months. Honestly, the restaurant has been the furthest thing from my mind since the twins were born. It’s there, and it’s important, but if I could have every second I have to be at home with all of you that is where I would be. And, I talked about the kids again.” He breathed out a laugh, realizing he would be the one to lose their challenge tonight.

“I wouldn’t know since I don’t have to worry about boobs in my fashion. I barely worry about fashion in the first place. I just wear something and if you complain I stop.” Marco nodded, waving the key in his hand before sticking it into his coat pocket and walked out the door with Madison. “I’ve been looking forward to this dinner for a while. The food sounds like it will be good. I’m looking forward to a good wine, too. And sharing a private table for two with my beautiful wife.” Marco moved closer to Madison, an arm snaking around her waist as they walked through their hotel. It was hard for him to believe sometimes that he was the one that got to walk beside her and call himself her husband, that he got to go home with her every night. She was truly a work of art to him, and he wished he could only have more time to show her off to the world.

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cavalieremarco: I can't understand how my Matteo will be three years old tomorrow. I swear he was just small enough to hold in my arms.