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The doctor glanced between them, a wary look on her face before Giovani finally sighed and let go, allowing Alessandro to take the papers.
I frowned at the tense atmosphere between them.
“Alright,” the doctor said hesitantly, and then she turned to Dahlia with a smile. “Keep checking on those stitches. If you see any red streaks coming from the wound, the stitches come apart, or you have any sudden numbness, come see us immediately. Otherwise, we’ll see you back in four weeks to get that cast off and the stitches out.”
“Got it,” Dahlia nodded.
“That should do it then.” The doctor nodded then glanced around at everyone with a smile, “Have a nice day then.”
Tallon moved out of the way so she could leave, and once she was gone, the room fell into silence once more.
“Are we going or not?” Dahlia rolled her eyes, leaning her head on my shoulder. “Cause I’d really like the gelato Tallon promised.”
Giovani and Alessandro both glared at said teen, who only whistled innocently, avoiding eye contact.
I giggled, a warm fuzzy feeling in my heart like being wrapped up in a warm blanket by the campfire on Christmas Day.
“I’ll take Dahlia back,” Alessandro said firmly, staring at Giovani challengingly.
Giovani nodded slowly then crossed his arms as he said, “Take Tallon too, and I’ll bring back Olivia. Some sibling bonding time over gelato will do you three some good.”
Alessandro clenched his jaw, looking very much like he didn’t want to do that, but Dahlia only grinned in response.
“Sounds good. We can get some gelato on the way,” she said happily. Then turned to me, “Don’t you want some too?”
“No,” I shook my head with a smile, “I’m okay. You should spend some time with your brothers. They were incredibly worried about you. They need you right now.”
“Do not,” Tallon protested immediately, crossing his arms.
Alessandro just grunted, facing the wall in defiance, but I laughed to myself. I knew they loved her more than they said.
“If you’re sure.” Dahlia shrugged then hugged me tightly with her casted arm. “I’ll see you back at home.”
“Be safe,” I warned her, then I turned to Alessandro and Tallon with a stern look. “If anything happens to her, I’m holding you two personally responsible.”
“Excuse me?” Tallon gasped. “The only thing that’s going to happen is she’ll get a stomach ache from too much gelato. And I can’t be held responsible for that.”
“Shut up!” Dahlia reached behind her to grab the hospital pillow and throw it at him.
He dodged it, letting it hit the wall behind his head, and stuck out his tongue. But he didn’t expect the second pillow to hit him straight in the head.
“Ha!” Dahlia grinned.
“Alright, we’ve got to get going.” Giovani stepped in, waving toward me with his hand. “Let’s go.”
“Okay,” I smiled, wrapping Dahlia in one last hug before I followed him out of the room. We walked side by side back to the car, and honestly, I was secretly happy to spend a few more stolen minutes with him.
With all three siblings in the house watching us, there was no chance we’d be able to do anything without getting caught.
I restrained myself, though, until we settled ourselves into the SUV. Gabriele glanced at us as we buckled, and he rolled his eyes, the screen between the seats already going up.
I giggled at how he had come to know us so well already. I sighed as I leaned my head on Giovanni’s shoulder, happy to have this small moment with him.
“Missing me already?” He chuckled, entwining our fingers like puzzle pieces.
“Yeah,” I nodded. “It’ll be harder to sneak around with Dahlia, Tallon, and Alessandro.”
“Maybe,” Giovani said softly. “But you’re worth it.”
I smiled into his shoulder, unable to help myself as I giggled, “That was corny.”
“But it worked.” He grinned, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
I looked up, and our eyes locked. I felt like he was pouring his emotions into me, like we were slowly aligning, and there was no way to stop it. Not that I wanted to.
He leaned down to press his lips against mine, sweet and slow, and I sighed into his mouth, letting our tongues playfully intertwine. He was always the dominant one, and I didn’t mind one bit as he coaxed me to match him.
For a moment, I wondered if this was what love felt like, but like everything else, I let the thought fade away. I didn’t care what it was called. I just wanted to be with him.
That was all that mattered.
We arrived home all too soon, and I was reluctant to get out, but we did. Luckily, the siblings weren’t here yet, and as Gabriele parked the car and did whatever he did during the day, I pulled Giovani onto the couch so I could steal a few more moments with him.
He let me sit on his lap. It was nothing sexual, I just relished in his warmth as he held me. It was enough for me as we exchanged light kisses, savoring our time together.
But all good things must come to an end, and soon, we heard the car pull up into the driveway. We both got up, heading to the door to greet the three as they entered carrying cups full of gelato.
The moment Dahlia stepped through, carrying a paper cup full of chocolate creamy goodness, I knew I was all hers for the rest of the night.
Dahlia was clearly high on sugar, and I suspected it wasn’t her first gelato as she finished it off and grabbed my hand.
Alessandro and Tallon both shook their heads, giving me a pitying look as she dragged me toward the staircase.
“Come on, movie night!” she declared before I dug my heels in and forcefully stopped her.
“No,” I said firmly. “You can’t use the stairs.”
There was a trace of chocolate on the edge of her lips as she gaped at me widely. “But–”
“She’s right, Dahlia.” Giovani backed me up immediately, and I sent him a grateful smile as he pointed to the hallway on the first floor. “Your room’s down there now. Everything’s set up, so don’t worry.”
“Ugh, fine,” Dahlia complained, but then I let her drag me off to her new room. I giggled happily, sending Giovani one last look before I became Dahlia’s once more.
“Time for some girl time!” Dahlia cried happily.
I was all too happy to oblige.
*Olivia*
“It’s you!”
The character on the screen spoke, the classic line echoing through Dahlia’s dark room. I munched on a piece of caramel popcorn. The crunchy texture and sweet and salty taste was just the thing to delight my taste buds as one of my favorite movies played.
The light from the screen was the only thing illuminating the room. With the curtains closed and no moonlight, I could only see the movie playing as we lay on our stomachs in the pillow fort we had built.
