Pleasurable fire, but on fire nonetheless.
But how could it be on fire when I was suddenly sowet?
Suddenly Dario wiped the water from his eyes and turned towards me.
I freaked out.
I don’t know if he saw me, but I turned and ran out of the bedroom as fast as I could.
I sped down the hallway, raced down the stairs, and made a beeline straight for the kitchen.
I wasn’t thinking. All I knew was that I had to return to something normal, to something familiar – and Cat was the closest thing to normal and familiar that I had.
As soon as I walked in, she turned to me. “Ah, so you didn’t die!”
I shook my headnoas I sat on one of the stools by the central island.
“Did you see Don Rosolini?” she asked as she went back to cutting strawberries.
“…sort of,” I said in a squeaky little voice.
Cat looked over at me with a frown. “What happened?”
“Nothing!” I said quickly.
She put down the knife. “Spill,” she ordered.
I put my head in my hands, overcome with shame. “I… heard the shower in the bathroom…”
She gasped. “YOU WENT OVER THERE AND LOOKED?!”
Still hiding my face with my hands, I nodded.
“Oh my GOD, youAREa little pervert!” she cackled. “If there’s something you shouldn’t look at, you just go right for it, don’t you?”
Then she paused.
“Wait…did you see Don Rosolini NAKED?”she whispered.
I peeked one eye out from between my fingers… and nodded.
“OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!” she shrieked.
“Shhhhh!” I said, trying to quiet her.
She raced over next to me and grabbed my hands. “What did he look like?” she whispered, her face only a few inches from mine.
My eyes closed involuntarily for a second. “Like a Greek god…”
“Unh!” she murmured, biting her lip. “Valentino’s incredibly hot, but I mean…Don Rosolini… oh my god, I’m so jealous.” She grinned and whispered, “Was he… big?”
I stared at her. “I… guess?”
“Oh, yeah, you wouldn’t really know, would you?”
“How big is it normally?” I asked innocently.
“Ask any man and he’ll tell you he’s atleasttwo inches bigger than he actually is. But I’ve seen a few in my time, so…”