in truth , alana knew her behavior was ridiculous , knowing he nowhere near belonged to her in any aspect or form to make up the excuse for the way she was acting but then again …. it was something she couldn’t help herself with . besides , it wasn’t like she was one of those women who pretend , or hide the green eyed monster behind a facade of fake smiles . every emotion the blonde felt was expressed plainly on her pretty features , which also now included the fact she wanted to rip that hostess’ fake lashes right off before slapping her s e n s e l e s s . his commentary made her stop looking for that whore of babylon & turn her attention back at him , finding a sense of comfort in his words . if anything , alana always took pride in the fact she was a natural beauty just like her mom was & each time people took notice to compliment it definitely increased her confidence . ❞ you haven’t ? that’s such a shame ! i love sightseeing & visiting everything that has that local magic of each town i visit , it only makes sense , ❞ the blonde mused , before an idea popped in her mind , small gasp of e x c i t e m e n t rushing through her as her hands instinctively reached over to cover his . ❞ i’m taking you sightseeing with me tomorrow & i won’t take no for an answer , we’re going , ❞ it wasn’t a question indeed , she simply informed him of their plans . it was in that moment that the waitress returned , a storm almost instantly forming in her ocean-blue hues as she looked up at the woman . alana wasn’t even sure she could r e p e a t his order if asked , too busy making eye contact until it was her turn to order , the pet name that slipped from his lips finally causing her to refocus her attention . ❞ yes , & i’d like to add a portion of labneh , ❞ she replied with a rather b e a m i n g smile , hand purposefully sliding into hers to give it a squeeze before she looked up at the woman again , who was now clearly taking in the situation beforehand . ❞ & we’ll have a bottle of sauvignon blanc , thank you so much zoccola , ❝ now , alana was fully aware the other wasn’t versed in italian slang , especially when her voice was far too sugary-sweet to indicate anything wrong – when in reality , alana just called her a whore right in public , which explained why her smile was so bright
he knew that if it had been anyone else who had been sitting across from him, he wouldn’t even have made the effort to try to make her feel at ease but then again when he was around alana, he did things that simply weren’t who he was, dining &. making sure that she felt comfortable. ❝ I have never been one for sight seeing I guess . ❞ he shrugs his shoulders &. her next set of words causes a small chuckle to escape from his brims ❝ alright, then you’re going parasailing with me &. I won’t take no for an answer. ❞ he said the same thing that she had said, a few days ago he had seen some beaches around that were advertising the parasailing. he wasn’t fluent in Italian but he could pick up on several words &. as the waitress decided to make her way to place their order, he couldn’t help but laugh ❝ poor girl, now she’s going to think that you called her something nice ——- that was not nice . ❞ he added but the mischievous smile on his brims told otherwise ❝ so, how has cairo treated you so far. ❞