ROSE P.O.V.
"Everyone is staring!" I whispered in his chest, not looking at the people staring at us.
"Let them enjoy, Bella," he asserted sarcastically. As soon as we were near his car, with one of his arms he unlocked the car door and swiftly slid me inside it and I muttered a quiet "Thank you."
As soon as he gets inside, switching on his engine, it was my turn to ask the questions.
"First, how is the professor your uncle? Please clarify," I asked, confused. There are so many questions I want to ask him but I know he will be irritated by them.
"He is my uncle, then what's a big deal in it? Why can't I have a Professor as my uncle?" he questioned, raising his brow, irritation clear in his voice.
After a long silent drive from his house we were close to the NYU campus but he didn't halt the car there, instead drove further away.
"Where are you taking me now?" I asked softly not to irritate him anymore and luckily he replied,
"To feed you."
That reminds me I've not had anything since morning and my stomach is damn hungry.
"What do you mean by feeding me, I'm not going anywhere wearing your clothes."
"You can wear them, you look sexy in them," he said smirking and I blushed.
He halts the car outside a downward U-shaped mirror building, the sunlight passing through the mirror makes it glisten beautifully. It seems like a mall, on top of the mirror building was a boarding 'Brookfield Place'. I've observed mostly buildings here are mirror buildings.
While I was busy admiring the mall in front of me, Lorenzo comes to my side and asked,
"Is your head hurting still?"
"NO!" I replied quickly afraid that he will again carry me in his arms and roam around the whole mall with people gawking at us.
He opened the car door for me, reaching my level he said,
"Today you'll be wearing clothes of my choice Senõrita." grabbing my wrist, he doesn't let me think much further and strode inside the mall.
It was a cute little place not so crowded but full of shops and excitement. My eyes wander around getting amazed by this shopping mall. There are lot of street performers and different places to eat. I loved seeing the sea lions flopped over the docks relaxing.
"What do you want to do? Eat first or change your clothes," Lorenzo asked and my stomach grumbled a reply,
"Eat!"
"Okay then."
We stroll towards a restaurant. Inside the restaurant there's a little crowd, keeping my eyes on the floor. I quickly grab a seat to the corner, so that no one catches me wearing 'men's' clothes. Lorenzo followed behind me not taking off his hand from mine at all. He sits in front of me, when the waiter arrives near us Lorenzo asked,
"What will you eat?"
"I want a burger!" I let out like a baby, pouting. I don't know why I did such a stupid thing. He laughed at my behavior, his laughter filling my essence with happiness.
"And what about you sir?" the waiter questions,
"No, I'm fine," Lorenzo replied.
"Are you sure you don't want to eat anything?" I quizzed, he hasn't eaten anything from morning, or has he?
"No, I eat only Italian food," he admitted.
He is obsessed with Italian!
"How many languages do you know?" I asked curiously,
"Many," he replied.
"What does Senõrita mean?" I questioned eager to know why he calls me that,
"Senõrita means miss, in Spanish," he answered, but not giving much information about why he calls me so.
"I thought Senõrita is an Italian word," I muttered,
"No, in Italian it's Signorina" he states, making me wonder why he calls me miss, Doesn't that sound old-fashioned?
Don't you like the way he calls you Senõrita?
I rolled my eyes at my subconscious but wait didn't she just say the lyrics of Senõrita by Shawn Mendes?
"Then why do you use it?"
"I like playing with words," he chuckles,
Okay, so 'Mr. Obvious' is playing with words, my subconscious rolls her eyes at him.
By the time my question and answer session was over, the waiter arrived with my burger. It's smell quickly fills my nostrils making me crave it. I quickly attacked my burger, forgetting that Lorenzo was sitting in front of me.
As soon as I'm over with my food I look up and saw Lorenzo observing all my moves, his mouth twitches into a smile,
"Sei adorabile mentre mangi" (Translation: You look adorable while eating) he says,
Did I eat so horrible? What does this mean?
"What?" I asked, his remarks always make me feel so confused.
"Nothing" he shrugged and stood up, removing his wallet. That made me realize that I no longer had my purse on me.
I'll make sure to pay him when I get back.
Quickly paying the bill he goes outside the restaurant on which I follow him.