Thirteen Paragraphs from Chapter Thirteen
of Ask Me if I'm Happy
The waiter arrived to take their orders and Davide was grateful for the chance to focus on something else for a few moments. Still, his eyes were drawn back to hers. Each time he found it harder to breathe, harder to focus on the world around them. Each time, he realized all he wanted was to be able to look into those eyes uninterrupted for an hour, or perhaps for a lifetime.
This is insane. You’ve known her less than a day!
Abruptly he cleared his throat and brought his empty glass to his lips, tilting it back to coax the last few drops from the bottom. Emily seemed amused, though he didn’t understand why.
“Ho sete…” he mumbled, as the waiter approached with a bottle each of water and wine.
“Me, too,” Emily said, grinning. With considerable attention, she watched him open the bottle of wine.
He paused with the bottle poised over her glass. “Sì, o no?”
She tilted her head to one side in a becoming gesture. “Sì,” she said, nodding her consent.
Steadying his hand, Davide poured a modest amount into both glasses and sat back, struggling against the impulse to gulp down the contents of his own for courage. Pressing the back of his hand to his mouth, he swallowed a yawn as best he could.
Emily held her glass by the stem and swirled the wine with great care, her expression distant while she watched the liquid cling to the inside of her glass.
She’s thinking of him. Again. Davide was sure of it.
“Sorry,” she said, her voice only just carrying over the soft music of the restaurant. “I got a little lost there.” She rubbed her forehead and mussed the fringe over it, so it lay crooked over her eyebrow.
It took all his will to keep from reaching across the table to smooth the fringe into place. The desire to follow yet another impulse emerged and his heart raced while he contemplated pressing a kiss to her brow instead.
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