Page 105 of Vincenzo
“Too fucking long,” Enzo grumbles.
“Butt ass naked?” Nicco says. “How the fuck did we not hear about this until now?” He laughs.
“I don’t see what the big fucking deal is,” Enzo says with a shrug.
“How long was it before you finally uncuffed him?” Lux asks me.
I shake my head. “Oh, I didn’t. I left him there all night. Teo’s actually the one who found him.”
Now it’s Lux’s turn to choke on her wine. “And you didn’t tell me?” she says to her husband.
“I don’t think you guys understand,” Teo says. “He was butt ass naked, which means I saw his fucking dick. I was doing my best to erase that incident from my mind.”
We all laugh.
“Alright, alright, everyone sit,” Izzy says, taking a seat on the loveseat next to Nicco. “We still have a few minutes before dinner’s ready.”
“You’re not cooking, right?” Enzo asks.
We both take a seat on the couch across from Teo and Lux, and Liana sits in the armchair next to them.
Izzy scoffs and her brows shoot to her hairline. “And what if I was?” she says to Enzo.
“Oh, babe, you cannot cook,” Liana says. “I love you, but that’s not your thing.”
“Hey, I can cook,” Izzy defends.
“Like what?” Enzo scoffs out.
“Nicco and I made gelato just the other day.” She gestures to Nicco. “Tell them, babe.”
“Wedid?” Nicco asks, raising a brow at Izzy.
We all start laughing, and Izzy rolls her eyes at Nicco, joining in with us and says, “Okay, fine. So maybe I just handed him the ingredients when he asked for them.”
“Exactly,” Enzo laughs out.
“It’s okay, Izzy. You know I’m useless in the kitchen too,” Liana says.
“And all I can do is make a stiff drink,” Lux adds.
“What about you, Amalia?” Izzy says.
“Can I cook?”
Izzy nods.
“Yeah, I actually love it,” I say, a smile creeping on my face as I think about all of the time I used to spend in the kitchen with my mom. “My mom taught me how to cook. Our favorite dishes to make were arepas and obleas.”
“Oooh, what’re those?” Izzy asks.
“Arepas are corn cakes. I just like to melt cheese on them, but they’re great with meat too. And obleas are these thin crispy wafers sandwiched together and filled with arequipe.”
“Okay, both of those sound amazing, but you had me at wafers. What’s arequipe, though?” Izzy asks.
“Dulce de leche. They’re delicious.”
“Oooh, sold,” Liana says.
