Chapter 58
1023words
"I don't think I have." Xavier answered
"Then take her out." Neveah kicked him under the table
"Ow."
"What boyfriend doesn't take his girl on a date?" Neveah scolded him "Take her out for the day and don't come back until she's happy now the both of you get dressed."
He looked at me and I turned away.
"Fine by me." Xavier got up and put his plate and glass in the sink "I made you a promise a while ago Royalty. I told you I'd take you out. Let's go."
I smiled and put my stuff into the sink before going upstairs and getting dressed. I put on a plain white polo shirt and neatly tucked in into my black skinny jeans and but on black converse wedges before shoving my phone into my back pocket and meeting Xavier on the staircase. He was handsome as usual in black shirt, black jeans, white and black Timberlands and his gold chain over his shirt.
"Did we plan black and white?" he asked and I laughed
"Maybe." I answered.
"Let's go." he smiled "You look beautiful."
I blushed as we went out the front door and Neveah stuck her head over the railing upstairs and gave me a thumbs up. Taylor was waiting outside with the white limo and he opened the door for us before gently closing it and getting into the driver's seat and pulling out.
"Where do you want to go?" Xavier asked me
"Anywhere fun." I replied
"Taylor to the amusement park, please." Xavier told him in Italian.
"Si Maestro." he answered
A few minutes later we pulled up at the biggest amusement park in Italy.
"Let's go." Xavier took my hand as Taylor opened the door.
"Do you want the guard sir?" Taylor asked in English
"Tell them to be on standby." Xavier said "I can't handle the paparazzi today. It's suppose to be me and my girl."
Taylor nodded and closed the door before driving off.
What the heck did he mean by paparazzi? I thought the mafia was a secret.
"No not the mafia." he whispered in my ear as he read my mind "Didn't you know I'm Italy's fastest teen drag racer?"
"No." I answered
"Now you know." he laughed "The season starts in a few days and I'd be on the track."
"Don't you go to school?" I asked as we walked through the crowd
"Yes. School in Italy is different." Xavier explained "I go to Magelion Academy. It's a college which is part of the elementary, middle and high school so we'll see each other a lot and we're planning on sending you to high school."
"Oh. You play sports?"
"I'm the soccer captain. I was for the last five years since I entered high school."
"You like it?"
"Yeah. I love soccer."
We were strolling along now holding hands. An idea hit me suddenly.
"Let's go grocery shopping after. We could cook dinner together.....if you want." I suggested shyly
"Alright." he agreed "Enough talking. Let's have fun. Want cotton candy?"
In about two hours we were in the market.
"Alright I want tomatoes, limes, strawberries and cream." I said checking things off on my fingers
In a split second he had memorized everything I said and we met back up at the cashier. He paid for everything and we left. I was still getting used to the rich life but for now I was alright with it. We got home and thankfully it was empty. I got everything out before changing my clothes and starting to work on the spaghetti. I put that in a pot of boiling hot water and Xavier joined me a few minutes later.
"Had a call from the boys saying that they're at the club." he told me "Caio, can I help?"
"Si." I said cutting the tomatoes for the sauce "I'm making limone pie for desert so you can help by making the crust."
Then I gave him a sly smile.
"If you can cook." I said softly and he slapped my butt making me squeal in laughter.
"I heard that Royalty." he took the stuff out the bag "You'll be surprise the mafia boss can cook."
"Don't burn down the house though." I jokingly warned and he slapped me again
He was as true as his word and the crust was baked properly. He was really good and I let him make the whole thing can gave him directions here and there.
"Are the meatballs done yet?" he wailed like a three year old wanting candy "I'm hungry Royalty. The food smells so good. Since when could you cook?"
"Since I was ten." I answered "No they're not done. Do me a favor while you wait on the pie. See if the sauce is thick now."
He got up and took a spoon from the drawer and took a towel and lifted the lid of the pot.
"All good." he reported "Can I taste?"
"A little." I said eyeing him.
He rolled his eyes and took the spoon and took out some sauce. It was steaming hot so he blew it a little then put it in his mouth. I felt my heart beating quickly.
Please tell me it tastes good!
"Wow." he exclaimed "I'm impressed."
He took another spoonful and I turned to take off the spaghetti and he was on his fourth spoonful. I picked up the kitchen towel.
"Xavier!" I wacked him on his arm with it "Idiot! If you eat all now, what's going to go on the spaghetti?"
"Geez woman." he took another spoonful and then reluctantly closed the pot "It's not my fault that thing tastes so good. Now hurry up before I eat the rest of sauce."
I found myself laughing at his childish behavior and he looked at me with the spoon in his mouth and raised an eyebrow.
"What?" he asked amused
"You're really childish." I answered
"Is that a bad thing?" he asked
