let me pay for it.
It'll be my treat.”
She looked into his eyes, softened
towards him. “Oh, how can I refuse that face?”
Tommaso was ecstatic. “Great, I'll be
back shortly.”, he hurried off to the ice cream stand to get a treat for his
devout sweetheart.
“Try not to drop it.” playfully
teased Sara.
“I'll do my best.” joked Tommaso, playing
along to the harmless teasing, sparking them to both laugh light-heartedly.
They were in affinity, joined
together by rapport. Sara and Tommaso were an inseparable twosome that could
never be parted by anything or by anyone in the whole world. One could not
exist without the other. It was unimaginable to ever see the pair divided.
Part II
CHAPTER 15
Paulo observed Sara from the
distance, he wanted to go over and greet her, his nervousness held him back, he
was star struck by her imposing demeanour as a diva. Meeting her had to be
flawless, he had to greet her with class and talk to her with gallantry. His
stance had to be confident, his hair had to be neat and his face had to be
immaculate, his clothes had to be presentable to be in her respectable
vicinity. He had to speak calm, and not ramble on about her and her films, he
had to show he was dedicated to the phenomenon that was Sara Sarracini, but not
bore her to tears at the same time.
First impressions were of the utmost
importance of making or breaking any ship built between two people.
He had to tread carefully and choose
his words well. He wanted Sara Sarracini to know Paulo for who he was and what
he was, a charming and well mannered gentleman who could treat a luxurious lady
rightly.
Gloria was losing her patience with
Paulo, she was tired of seeing him standing gormless at the other side of the
side-walk. The sooner he got her out his system, the sooner they could go on
with their own lives. “Are you just going to stand there all day or what?”
He keyed himself up. “I'm going to go
over there and ask her for an autograph.” his mind wanted to go over there, his
legs refused to correspond, they hesitated to move.
“What are you waiting for?”
“I'm not waiting.” his mind may have
projected himself heading for her, his legs told a different, more grounded
story, they still hesitated to take a step forward.
“Go on before she leaves.” Gloria
snapped, she wanted him to get it over with and endure the jealousy of seeing
him talking to his admired starlet. She could not stand all this waiting
around, imagining the worst case scenario that could possibly transpire, it was
agonizing for her.
“I will.” Paulo took a deep breath,
ingested the rich taste of salt and sea. “Here I go.”
He gathered the courage, his legs
were acknowledging his mind's commands and cooperated, Paulo actually stepped
forward, he was making huge progress. “Wish me luck.”
“Good luck.” Gloria said flatly. She
was putting him before herself and not pleased one bit but figured if he could
purge himself from the superstar's intoxication, he might get Sara Sarracini
out of his mind. If not, there would be the stern alternative waiting for him
back in the suite. The claws would be coming out and he would have to take it
like a man.
Paulo walked onwards, he holding onto
his bravado, trying his hardest to keep it firmly on him, refusing to let go
and waver from it.
“You're going to need it.” she
murmured. At the rate he was going, she had nothing to fear, her competition
would be the least bit impressed by her bumbling, nervous fan.
Paulo's legs were stern like stone,
they would not crumble into retreating dust. He could not falter, this was the
moment he had been waiting for, he had to grab a hold of it and not let it
escape his grasp, such an august opportunity might not have came his way a
second time.
He could never live with himself if
he let his trophy diva elude him. There was no sense in stalling for what one
desired the most,
It'll be my treat.”
She looked into his eyes, softened
towards him. “Oh, how can I refuse that face?”
Tommaso was ecstatic. “Great, I'll be
back shortly.”, he hurried off to the ice cream stand to get a treat for his
devout sweetheart.
“Try not to drop it.” playfully
teased Sara.
“I'll do my best.” joked Tommaso, playing
along to the harmless teasing, sparking them to both laugh light-heartedly.
They were in affinity, joined
together by rapport. Sara and Tommaso were an inseparable twosome that could
never be parted by anything or by anyone in the whole world. One could not
exist without the other. It was unimaginable to ever see the pair divided.
Part II
CHAPTER 15
Paulo observed Sara from the
distance, he wanted to go over and greet her, his nervousness held him back, he
was star struck by her imposing demeanour as a diva. Meeting her had to be
flawless, he had to greet her with class and talk to her with gallantry. His
stance had to be confident, his hair had to be neat and his face had to be
immaculate, his clothes had to be presentable to be in her respectable
vicinity. He had to speak calm, and not ramble on about her and her films, he
had to show he was dedicated to the phenomenon that was Sara Sarracini, but not
bore her to tears at the same time.
First impressions were of the utmost
importance of making or breaking any ship built between two people.
He had to tread carefully and choose
his words well. He wanted Sara Sarracini to know Paulo for who he was and what
he was, a charming and well mannered gentleman who could treat a luxurious lady
rightly.
Gloria was losing her patience with
Paulo, she was tired of seeing him standing gormless at the other side of the
side-walk. The sooner he got her out his system, the sooner they could go on
with their own lives. “Are you just going to stand there all day or what?”
He keyed himself up. “I'm going to go
over there and ask her for an autograph.” his mind wanted to go over there, his
legs refused to correspond, they hesitated to move.
“What are you waiting for?”
“I'm not waiting.” his mind may have
projected himself heading for her, his legs told a different, more grounded
story, they still hesitated to take a step forward.
“Go on before she leaves.” Gloria
snapped, she wanted him to get it over with and endure the jealousy of seeing
him talking to his admired starlet. She could not stand all this waiting
around, imagining the worst case scenario that could possibly transpire, it was
agonizing for her.
“I will.” Paulo took a deep breath,
ingested the rich taste of salt and sea. “Here I go.”
He gathered the courage, his legs
were acknowledging his mind's commands and cooperated, Paulo actually stepped
forward, he was making huge progress. “Wish me luck.”
“Good luck.” Gloria said flatly. She
was putting him before herself and not pleased one bit but figured if he could
purge himself from the superstar's intoxication, he might get Sara Sarracini
out of his mind. If not, there would be the stern alternative waiting for him
back in the suite. The claws would be coming out and he would have to take it
like a man.
Paulo walked onwards, he holding onto
his bravado, trying his hardest to keep it firmly on him, refusing to let go
and waver from it.
“You're going to need it.” she
murmured. At the rate he was going, she had nothing to fear, her competition
would be the least bit impressed by her bumbling, nervous fan.
Paulo's legs were stern like stone,
they would not crumble into retreating dust. He could not falter, this was the
moment he had been waiting for, he had to grab a hold of it and not let it
escape his grasp, such an august opportunity might not have came his way a
second time.
He could never live with himself if
he let his trophy diva elude him. There was no sense in stalling for what one
desired the most,
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