"FINE!" As he collapses into the couch next to Eddie, Luca yells.
Eddie's face of confusion is directed at him.
What's wrong with you, exactly?
Mare desires a night out tonight. Eddie exhales while appearing to be horrified as Luca whimpers.
"What? Do you believe that your brother will sabotage your game? She teases.
Luca stuck his tongue out and replied, "No." Just don't feel like it, I say.
"Why?"
"Perhaps I want to stay with you here."
"Ha! sure, sure. You often tell me that I'm dull, Luca.
The statement "I do not..."
When I was studying 30 minutes ago, you informed me I was dull.
You were learning.
" Eddie squints, and Luca smirks.
Mare is rarely in town, therefore I think you ought to go. Eddie makes a supportive offer. Eddie will finally be home alone with Parker if Luca leaves the house this evening. She makes yet another attempt to persuade herself that she wants this. Eddie struggles as she becomes sidetracked by Luca's exposed chest. Does he ever dress up? Mare enters the living area and regrettably wedges himself in between Luca and Mare. When are you two going out, then?
At seven, we'll be leaving this place. Marc remarks while grinning.
What are you doing this evening? While leaning over his sibling, Luca asks Eddie.
"You are familiar with me. After studying, I'll probably fall asleep while watching Gilmore Girls. Eddie chuckles as he speaks.
**************************
Eddie completes the dinner preparations after the boys depart. She returns her focus to the large pot of pasta after removing two sticks of Mrs. Moretti's homemade garlic bread from the freezer and putting them in the oven. Pasta. I do, after all, live with Italians.
As someone knocks on the door, she turns off the heat and gives the pasta one more stir. She manages to suppress her enthusiasm with a small skip to the door while urgently trying to control it. She opens the door and sees Parker grinning.
Hello there. Holding out a bottle of wine, he says.
Wow, we have grown up a lot. Eddie makes fun.
Mom always advised to never show up without anything, so here.
Eddie removes the bottle from the man. Parker approaches and presses his lips against hers. Eddie chuckles quietly to himself.
"I won't let you in if you keep acting like this."
"Really?" Before inserting his tongue into her mouth, Parker presses a question to her lips. Eddie is startled by his bravado but quickly gets over it. She kisses him, then pulls back, taking his hand and guiding him farther within. Parker whistles as he scans his surroundings. "This location is amazing. So, just you and Luca are there?
"Mare is returning to his old room for the next three days. Freshman year Marc also resided here."
Mare is Luca's elder brother, correct?
Marcello Moretti, indeed.
"Parker slowly nods his head as he takes everything in. He directs his gaze to the kitchen. "Something smells incredibly delicious."
"I'm hoping you enjoy pasta. I regret saying that my Italian housemates taught me how to cook.
It's true what they say: "Pasta is perfect."
*********************
Luca scans the club for potential hookups as he looks around.
Although Mare usually detested this situation, he seemed overly eager tonight.
What is the true narrative? why do you want to come out?
I wish to spend time with my little brother.
"Really?"
Yes, sit down and refrain from touching anything, and I'll fetch you a drink.
Luca is left unattended on a bar stool by Marc. Luca notices a redhead in the crowd and gives her his trademark smirk.
She motions for him to come with her while acting as though she has a rope to pull him in her direction. Just as Marc returns carrying two glasses of amber liquor, Luca stands.
"You don't, no. Take a seat.
Luca takes his glass and drinks the liquid within.
What then do you wish to do? While looking at his big brother, he asks.
"Talk."
"About?"
"Eddison." Marc shrugs and offers.
The question "What about her?" Not prepared for a lesson, Luca snaps.
When will you let her know?
Nothing is worth mentioning.
Cut the nonsense, Luciano. You find yourself drawn to her. In addition, I have a good feeling that you adore her. When Marc continues, Luca rolls his eyes.
If you told her, perhaps you'd learn that she shares your sentiments.
*****************
"Thank you for the dinner." While quietly speaking, Parker pats Eddie's chin.
Moving to Eddie's bedroom, the two sat back against her headboard and watched television.
"Thank you very much." Eddie exhales as her lips separate.
Parker accepts her invitation and states that she will. His bottom lip and the rest of his lip are quickly licked by her tongue. Parker ultimately prevails in their verbal duel for supremacy. Parker runs his hands along Eddison's slim body. He goes over her, placing his hands on her hips and pressing his pelvis on her. He finds her covered breast by sliding one hand under her shirt. As he presses his fingers against her breast, Parker lets out a gasp. His insides catch fire, and his lips lash out in rage at Eddie's. Parker is pushed back by her as she presses her hands against his chest.
"Parker..."
"Yes, babe?"
"I don't ... I can't..."
Eddie says she can see disappointment in his eyes as Parker turns away from her.
"Eddie, we don't need to do anything just yet." Although Parker speaks in a dry manner.
"I apologize. I really like you. I'm simply not prepared. As she speaks, Eddie turns to look at the hands.
Parker gets up from the bed. "Perhaps I should," Eddie takes hold of his hand as his eyes flit to the door.
Say, "Stay the night." She spoke hastily, attempting to lose her composure.
"You're certain?" Eddie acquiesces as Parker inquires. The two choose a movie and recline on the bed. Eddie settles into Parker's side as he extends an arm to embrace her.
******************
Luca wakes up with a racing heart. As he gets out of bed, he murmurs a few Italian expletives beneath his breath. He shouldn't have consumed so much alcohol. He extends his nose upward. Pancakes.
unquestionably pancakes. He realized he really did love Eddie in situations like this. He enters the kitchen while still having his eyes partially open.
Beautiful lady! The aroma of your pancakes in the morning is wonderful.
As he enters the kitchen, Luca says. He hears a voice from elsewhere.
"Who in the hell are you?" A blonde guy who is somewhat naked is the voice. who was cooking pancakes while standing in his kitchen.
insults in Italian Luca shoots the invader a look. Happy that he was at least five inches taller than the stranger due to their different heights.
"This is my home!" "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?"