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Amici ed Amanti - Roman Holiday - Part 2
Liam pressed a kiss to the Italian witch's cheek before offering his oldest friend a hug.
"S'ok, it's easy enough to mix up. You'll have to forgive Bella, her English is very bad."
"I'm sure it was an honest mistake." She stepped in his embrace, enjoying the warm shiver up her spine that being close to him always brought while trying not to think about the fact that he was clad in only a pair of deep red silk pyjama bottoms.
"You're not going to cold-cock me if I give you a kiss are you?" he whispered dangerously close to her ear, making her knees feel weak.
"No." She shook her head slightly, butterflies fluttered in her stomach.
"Good," he responded with a laugh then proceeded to lay a big wet sloppy kiss on her cheek. "Just checking. I'll show you to your room. You can fresh up while Bella and I get dressed."
Lucy Ann could feel Isabella's eyes boring a hole in her back of her as Liam practically dragged her by the hand to the room that would be hers for the duration. Thankfully the other witch disappeared behind the door that led to the master suite, leaving them blissfully alone.
"Here we are," he said, opening the door for her. She entered the ornately appointed room decorated in creams and pale gold. The ceiling fresco was an angel theme. "You should find everything you need. The loo is the door the left there."
She nodded. Being around him again after nearly a year was playing havoc on her ability to think. So much for thinking she was over her silly school girl crush.
"You might want to change clothes," he continued on, "you're not in England anymore and it's going to be hot today. We'll have a little brunch out on the terrace once I get dressed. You're hungry right?" He had managed to make his way to the door by the time he finished.
"No, I mean yes," she stammered. "I'm sorry. This morning has me all out of sorts."
"It's all right. It's my fault - I left you in a lurch. Can you forgive me?" One corner of his mouth was quirked up in that half-smile of his that made her heart skip a beat. She knew it was his get-out-of-trouble smile, and it worked like a charm every time.
"Of course, I could never be angry with you."
"Good, I don't think I could bear it if you were."
Lucy Ann sucked in a deep breath before forcing a smile. "Go on you silly thing and get dressed!"
"I'm going, I'm going," he muttered before turning to face her from the doorway. "Lucy Goosey?"
"Yes?"
"I'm glad you're here," Liam said softly, pulling the door closed behind him.
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