Tony pushed her chair. "Finish eating," he said. "I am hungry."
Marcella smiled under her hand. She could see the ravenous hunger in his eyes. He looked like he would swallow her whole.
If only he knew that she was not all that hungry….
Marcella didn't tell him though. He made her wait for him an entire day; he can wait a few more minutes. She ate cherishing each bite. This was one of the best lasagnas she had. She didn't know if it was the lasagna or the view.
"What?" Tony asked feeling her stare on him.
"You're handsome," she said.
Pressing his lips to a line, he looked at her. His face was expressionless but she saw the spiraling whirlpool of desire in his eyes.
"How long are you going to stare at me? Finish it," he said. He was not smiling but she could see the restlessness in his tone.
"As long as I please…" she said.
