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walked into her living room. Their footsteps the only sound in the room. “When did you know you wanted to be a chef?” she asked sitting on the couch. The question popped into her head as she tried to think of something to say to break their silence. He joined her on the couch a second later.
"Cooking has always been a big part of my family. My mom cooked everyday. On Sundays we'd go to Luciano's or they'd come to our house and we always had homemade sauce. They were always really great times, good family and good food. Luciano and I would hang out, torture my little sisters, talk about girls, you know, the normal boy thing."
Her heart lurched with his words, with the look of happiness on his face when he talked about his family. God she wanted that, brothers and sisters, cousins, anyone she could be close with, who would love her and have time for her. People who would want to be with her, not leave her at home with a nanny while they ran around town.
Trying not to show her emotions she looked at Nico and waited for him to continue.
"One day Mama asked for my help. She wasn't feeling well, the girls were all gone, Dad was working in the backyard. It was an instantaneous connection for me. It's hard to explain but it felt right. I liked mixing different spices together, creating a meal from different ingredients. When the family sat down to eat it felt good that I was the one who'd fed them. I brought the family together to share a meal, to talk, just to be with each other.” He ran a hand though his short hair, dark mussing it even worse. “Sounds crazy doesn't it, Slugger?"
She could hardly speak. Her words were trapped in her throat. They fought to bust free from their cage but were unable. Feeling tears begin to prick her eyes, Tabby cleared her throat when what she really wanted to do is clear her mind. “Not at all. I think you're very lucky, Nico.” She didn't want him to know how much his words affected her. How something so simple sounded so perfect and loving.
"Why?"
"Your family. Their closeness, love for each other. It's wonderful you could give them what they need and they could do the same for you.” She obviously couldn't give her parents what they needed. She was the third wheel in a perfect, fairytale happy couple.
"They didn't need that from me but I liked giving it to them. All we really needed was each other.” He had no idea how lonely, how worthless those words made her feel. She never had that. Before she met Bri and Kaylee no one ever needed her.
"You're lucky all the same,” she tried to sound nonchalant. Nico grabbed her face, turning her to look him in the eyes. She did. They watched each other. It was like he tried to look into her soul, like he wanted to read her. She feared what he would say next. What he might ask her. No way could she tell him how she felt, why she wanted that unconditional love so much. She couldn't let him know she'd never had it.
To her surprise he said, “Why don't we turn on some music and get back in that kitchen. You're lesson isn't done yet, Slugger."
He'd just let her off the hook. She knew it to the bottom of her soul. Like she already didn't like him too much, her trust for him started to grow, even if just a little bit.
* * * *
Nico held himself back from asking Tabby the questions he really wanted to. He almost failed but when he looked her in her eyes, saw a sadness he'd never witness in her before, he changed the subject. She didn't want to talk about it. Her eyes told him that loud and clear. He wanted the happiness back in her gaze. So he decided to do what he did best, lighten the mood, have fun, make her smile. Smiling women were his specialty.
Walking over to her stereo he said, “Tell me you have some good music choices in your collection. I'm not in the mood for sappy love songs."
She stood up and smiled. His heart beat wildly. Damn he loved that gorgeous smile. He'd do anything to keep it on her face. He like making women happy,
"Cooking has always been a big part of my family. My mom cooked everyday. On Sundays we'd go to Luciano's or they'd come to our house and we always had homemade sauce. They were always really great times, good family and good food. Luciano and I would hang out, torture my little sisters, talk about girls, you know, the normal boy thing."
Her heart lurched with his words, with the look of happiness on his face when he talked about his family. God she wanted that, brothers and sisters, cousins, anyone she could be close with, who would love her and have time for her. People who would want to be with her, not leave her at home with a nanny while they ran around town.
Trying not to show her emotions she looked at Nico and waited for him to continue.
"One day Mama asked for my help. She wasn't feeling well, the girls were all gone, Dad was working in the backyard. It was an instantaneous connection for me. It's hard to explain but it felt right. I liked mixing different spices together, creating a meal from different ingredients. When the family sat down to eat it felt good that I was the one who'd fed them. I brought the family together to share a meal, to talk, just to be with each other.” He ran a hand though his short hair, dark mussing it even worse. “Sounds crazy doesn't it, Slugger?"
She could hardly speak. Her words were trapped in her throat. They fought to bust free from their cage but were unable. Feeling tears begin to prick her eyes, Tabby cleared her throat when what she really wanted to do is clear her mind. “Not at all. I think you're very lucky, Nico.” She didn't want him to know how much his words affected her. How something so simple sounded so perfect and loving.
"Why?"
"Your family. Their closeness, love for each other. It's wonderful you could give them what they need and they could do the same for you.” She obviously couldn't give her parents what they needed. She was the third wheel in a perfect, fairytale happy couple.
"They didn't need that from me but I liked giving it to them. All we really needed was each other.” He had no idea how lonely, how worthless those words made her feel. She never had that. Before she met Bri and Kaylee no one ever needed her.
"You're lucky all the same,” she tried to sound nonchalant. Nico grabbed her face, turning her to look him in the eyes. She did. They watched each other. It was like he tried to look into her soul, like he wanted to read her. She feared what he would say next. What he might ask her. No way could she tell him how she felt, why she wanted that unconditional love so much. She couldn't let him know she'd never had it.
To her surprise he said, “Why don't we turn on some music and get back in that kitchen. You're lesson isn't done yet, Slugger."
He'd just let her off the hook. She knew it to the bottom of her soul. Like she already didn't like him too much, her trust for him started to grow, even if just a little bit.
* * * *
Nico held himself back from asking Tabby the questions he really wanted to. He almost failed but when he looked her in her eyes, saw a sadness he'd never witness in her before, he changed the subject. She didn't want to talk about it. Her eyes told him that loud and clear. He wanted the happiness back in her gaze. So he decided to do what he did best, lighten the mood, have fun, make her smile. Smiling women were his specialty.
Walking over to her stereo he said, “Tell me you have some good music choices in your collection. I'm not in the mood for sappy love songs."
She stood up and smiled. His heart beat wildly. Damn he loved that gorgeous smile. He'd do anything to keep it on her face. He like making women happy,
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