Ugh, is it just me or am I being lazy today?
I honestly do not feel like getting off my bed. It's the day every couple, old or young, looks forward to enjoying and wasting away.
Unfortunately, I do not have a lover. So, it's you and me today, bed. We are gonna have fun together.
I stayed on my bed for a couple of hours then my stomach rumbled, and I jumped off the bed heading straight to the kitchen to make breakfast.
I made some coffee French toasts garnished with plain yoghurt, maple syrup and almond flakes. My breakfast ended up being my brunch since I had it by 2pm.
I placed my plates on the counter to eat. I picked up my phone curious on how everyone is enjoying the day. I had a whole lot of crappy X-rated activities on my recommendations.
(Pfft), I won't buy that, right from when I was younger, this time of the year had never been my favorite, unlike Adony.
I dropped my phone scoffing at their crap. I need to do some cleaning, the house isn't gonna clean itself. I thought after cleaning the dishes.
I started with the pantry, looks like I'll have to go out to get groceries.
When I was done with chores, I had a cold shower and went back to bed. I tried sleeping but I couldn't, guess I've had more than enough sleep for the day.
I got up, maybe I can come up with a stunning design. I thought, heading to the table.
"Ugh! What's wrong with me today?!" I groaned face palming myself hard. I can't even think of anything to draw right now, I just doodled away.
It forgot I had electronic gadgets; the day was so dull that it escaped my mind.
I picked up my tablet and played romance: stories and choices, by Higgs.
Gosh! All this lovey dovey nonsense has finally gotten into my head to the extent that I'm playing a romance game.
It kept me company 'for a while' and I completely lost track of time.
"Sweet Macaroni!!!" I exclaimed, "it's 5:30pm already?" I have not accomplished anything meaningful today. This is so unlike.
"Shoot! I need to head to the grocery store." I said running down the stairs. I grabbed my car keys and drove off.
I bought everything on the list, and I was about paying when my phone rang.
Wow! It's a miracle, who would call me on such an 'important' day?
It was an unknown number. "Umm, who am I talking with?" I asked curious about who it was.
"It's Lorenzo, am I speaking with Leona?" I walked back to my car to answer the call.
I wonder why he is calling me… today?
"Oh, Lorenzo it's you. I didn't think you'd call me this soon. So, how was your day?" I asked, trying to bring up a conversation.
"My day was fine, I guess." He replied, "I actually wanted to know if you'd be free by 8 tonight?" he asked nervously.
C'mon dude, don't tell me you wanna ask me on a date.
"Well," I thought.
I can't say yes, and I can't say no; if I say yes it would seem like I'm idle and if I say no, I'll sound too rude, I should come up with something.
"I'll check my schedule to know if I'd be free by then and I'll get back to you." I said sounding like a busy person.
"Ok then, see you later." He sounded a bit disappointed. "Bye Leona." Then he hung up.
Look at me acting like a busy bee I'm not.
I got home and waited for an hour before texting him to send me the address.
It took me precisely an hour and 25 minutes to get ready. I didn't feel obliged to dress according to the colour of the day though white is one of my favorite colours.
I wore a mini peach dress with black heeled sandal and a cute clutch purse.
I let my hair down and straightened it. He sent the address and I wished myself luck on whatever reason he called me out for dinner.
I drove off to Cenare restaurant, it's really big and fancy. The moment I walked in, Lorenzo saw me then he walked towards me and led me to the table.
Ricardo's P.O.V
Renzo told me about this dinner with 'one special person', I have a bad feeling about this. I can see how excited he is but I'm not.
I just hope he isn't trying to hook me up with a girl since he's so into this rubbish Valentine's Day.
I think she's here 'cause Renzo just stood up.
Merda! (Crap!) It's her!
"Dude what's she doing here? Why did you invite her of all people… and why today?" I whispered
He laughed. "Relax bro, it's just dinner. I invited her to thank her for saving you that night, I know you wouldn't do it."
Why the hell did he laugh? Does he think that this is funny?
"I didn't ask you to that Renzo." I said raising my voice.
He smiled. "Don't worry, you'll thank me later." He said, giving me a wink before walking up to her.
She looked elegant, not like the beauty I saw that night, she's a hotter version of her.
I got a glimpse of her beautiful skin and that sent chills through my spine. I'm captivated by her ravishing looks.
The gentle swell of her tits gave me the urge to explore her lush body. I mean she had curves in all the right places and not to mention her plump soft pink lips.
Dang! What has gotten into me? I'm giving in to Renzo's nasty plan, but I can't seem to get my eyes off her.
What the hell am I thinking? I need to get a hold of myself.
I was about to excuse myself before Renzo pulled the chair beside me for her to sit.
Leona's P.O.V.
Why is this jerk here?
Why ask, they are really close friends from the looks of it, they are always together.
I could sense the hot stranger checking me out intensely. You know if he wants to check me out, he should do it discreetly…it's uncomfortable.
I know, I'm pretty. I thought to myself as I flipped my hair before taking a seat beside him.
We didn't have an interesting conversation before the waiter brought our order. The food was appetizing but I ate light.
"So, Leona, how's work?" Lorenzo asked looking at me with a wide smile.
"Work is fine." I flatly said.
"I heard your company held one of the best runway shows in NYC. That's really great." He complimented.
I responded with a nod and a warm smile. I tried to bring the hot dude into the conversation 'cause he hasn't uttered a word since I arrived.
"So, Mr Dumb Dumb," I said.
Lorenzo burst into laughter just hearing me say 'dumb dumb'. I'll have to admit it was kinda funny.
The hot dude lacks a sense of humor he didn't even move an inch.
He just stood, spoke words that sounded like Italian then walked out and Lorenzo began to laugh at what his friend said.
I got confused and asked, "What did your friend say."
"It's our little secret." He replied with a sly smirk.
Grown up men acting like teenagers. I'm sure he said something about me, and Lorenzo doesn't wanna tell me.
Lorenzo paid for the dinner, though I suggested we split the bill but he said he was thanking me for saving his friend that night.
So generous of him, his friend wouldn't dare do that, what a jerk he is. We said our goodbyes and parted ways.
I got home late at around 10pm. Today wasn't that bad, it ended up being a good boring day, though the jerk shouldn't have shown up if he was gonna leave.
I had a wonderful Valentine's Day, not the X-rated Valentine's everyone celebrates… mine was one of a kind.