CHAPTER 8

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I wake up with the sun kissing my face. I am so happy today is Saturday, no work for me today. I pick up my phone to check the time; it's just 9:00a.m. That means I still have a lot of time before Enzo's mom comes by. Last night she called me and told me she would be coming by at 1 p.m. to take me around the city. I am so happy; I can't wait. I walk out of bed and go straight to the kitchen to make some breakfast.

I put my phone on to play music while I am making breakfast. I am dancing to Swalla by Jason Derulo ft. Nicki Minaj and Ty Dollar $ign. I turn around; I am startled by what I see in front of me. A shirtless Enzo is sitting on the stool in the kitchen drinking water like it's a regular thing to be shirtless in the kitchen. For God's sake, does this man not know he is sexy, and it's not right to show off his sexy body when I can't even allow myself to look for too long...'It's not fair' I whine to myself.

"You scared me."

"Sorry, I did not want to disturb your dancing. I never knew my personal assistant is a dancer."

"I am not a dancer. I just know how to dance, there is a difference. Would you like some breakfast?"

"Sure, and thanks for last night."

"You are welcome."

He steps up from the stool and walks to his room. Leaving me wondering how sexy he would look from the front with all the sweat dripping from his body. The view of his well-toned back is enough to tell me this man's body is to die for. 'Even his back is sexy, what am I going to do?.'

We are sitting at the dining table, having breakfast. I decide to break the silence and speak up.

"Your mom called last night. She is coming by at 1 p.m. to pick me up, so we could go around the city," I say with a mouth full of food.

"I would like it if you could close your mouth while you eat and talk after swallowing."

"Sorry," I say making sure this time there is no food in my mouth.

"Whatever. When will you be back because we have to get back to New York as soon as possible. Something important needs my attention in New York."

"Oh, I did not know we were going back so soon. I will ask your mom when she comes how long we are going to spend sightseeing together."

"Alright, that is fine with me. See you when you get back," he says as he gets up from his seat.

I am sitting on the couch watching my favourite TV series, Game of Thrones, as I wait for Liz to arrive. I am so into the show that I did not hear Liz get here until I see her walk into the living room with Enzo. I quickly get up and greet her.

"Hi, I did not hear you come in."

"How are you, dear? Are you ready? You must have been really into what you were watching. That's why you didn't hear me come in."

"I am fine, and yes, I am ready. Let me get my handbag so we can be on our way."

I walk into my room to get my handbag, but before walking out I check myself in the mirror to fix my makeup and hair a bit. I am wearing a white crop top and white highwaisted skirt with golden sandals.

"I am ready," I say walking back outside.

"Enzo's sister is in town, and she decided to come along. I hope you don't mind?"

"Not at all. I would like to meet her."

We walk out of the room and take the elevator down. We step into the foyer and wait for Enzo's sister so we can be on our way.

A girl who looks to be my age comes up to us and pulls me into a hug. Not to seem rude I hug her back, guessing she is Enzo's sister. When she pulls back from our embrace I see a female version of Enzo. The same hazel-green eyes, jet black hair that stops at her waist and with a body that can make any man fall at her feet.

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