Obsession by Lena Little

Author:Lena Little [Little, Lena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-15T18:30:00+00:00

11

Carlito

A week later we’re back in Rome, standing outside the Trevi Fountain. Enjoying Positano, Capri, and then Naples was one thing. But now it’s time to show my woman my city because now it’s her city too.

Carolina comes close to me, stepping each of her feet onto each of mine before sliding her head up and underneath my shirt, her head popping out the top. I can’t help but laugh, something I’ve never been accustomed to, before bending my neck and shoulders so I can lean down and kiss her.

“I want a picture,” she fake protests, stomping on my feet.

But fake or real, it doesn’t matter. She wants something, she gets it. Anything.

“Everybody back away,” I call out, the bass of my voice booming through the crowd. “Back up,” I quickly announce a second time so everyone realizes they heard what they thought they heard.

People whisper and gripe, some sending me angry looks, but wisely they do as they’re told.

“What are you doing?” Carolina asks, pulling her head out from underneath my shirt and stepping down off my toes.

“I’m clearing the place out so we can get our picture.”

“But it’s okay. We can just wait our turn.”

“I’m not taking a picture with you and allowing another man to be in it.”

“But they’ll be in the background.”

“Doesn’t matter,” I say, letting her know this topic isn’t up for debate.

All the bystanders quickly comply and I hand my phone to a guy who has got a huge Canon camera hanging from his neck. He should be able to do the job.

I grab Carolina and prop her up on my shoulder, walking in front of the fountain and the guy takes a few pics.

“Thank you,” Carolina says to him, and my nostrils flare. “What? Can’t I say thank you to the guy who helped us?”

“Helped us? These aren’t even straight, but I can have them fixed in Photoshop. Let’s go,” I say getting grouchy with all the people starting to look at us, or more appropriately my woman…which makes it inappropriate.

“Don’t look at what’s mine,” I growl.

“What’s gotten into you?” Carolina asks, taking my hand as we prepare to walk off.

“Don’t question me, especially not in public,” I say under my breath so only she can hear.

“Hey, Buddy,” a male tourist in a white T-shirt that has a woman’s torso printed on it as if it’s supposed to be his torso approaches me. “Who do you think you are to say who can and who can’t stand by the fountain while you and your age-inappropriate girlfriend take all the pictures you want?”

I pause, amused more than angered at this goof. “You’re in over your head, son,” I say condescendingly. “Just shut up and enjoy your holiday in Rome.”

“Answer me,” he demands.

Now I’m getting pissed. I let the age-inappropriate comment slide because I realize he’s just jealous. But if he’s really going to question me, then he’s going to find an answer…and it’s not the one he’s after.

“You want to see the fountain? You

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