"This is amazing, Keenan." We sit on a table in the corner of the restaurant with our drinks. The waitress is on her way to our table.

"Did you already find something to eat?" She asks us. "Uh.. I'll take a normal salad, please." The waitress looks at me and slowly writes down my order. "Miss, this salad is really small. It's usually in combination with a main dish or a soup. Do you want anything else?"

"No. This one is fine, thank you." Keenan also looked at me while taking a sip of his wine. "You sure? I'll pay. You can take whatever you want." "The salad is fine." I assure him.

He asked me again but got the same answer again and then he ordered his food.

There has been silence ever since the waitress left. Until Keenan leaned forward and cleared his throat. "I'm going to the toilet. I'll be right back."

And then he gets up. I don't know if he doesn't realize that I have full sight on the bar or if he just doesn't care but I see how he stops at the bar and waves the waitress to come over.

He says something that makes her smile and then walks towards the restrooms, still leaving the waitress with a big smile on her face. Was he seriously flirting with her?

Fucking asshole. I should've left. But he came back sooner than expected so I wasn't able to go anymore. I didn't say a single word until the food came. "So here we go... the salad, your food and the second plate you ordered, Mr." She said.

He didn't order a second plate in front of me. He must have ordered it when he was going to the toilet. My heart melts a little but I shurg it off immediately. No melting hearts here.

She leaves and he is already scraping some of his food on the second plate and shoves it over to me. "No, Keenan this is really not necessary. I am n-"

"You're eating this or I'm shoving it down your throat myself. It's not much, bellissima." Did he just call me that name again? Oh god this man...

Without another argument I take the first bite of the actually very delicious pasta in my mouth. It's strange. I don't even eat in front of Willow. And as Eliana already said. Not even really in front of my family.

I wouldn't have eaten today if I wouldn't have promised Eliana to. I even eat while he doesn't and just watches me. I am hungry. I still feel like I shouldn't eat but I do. This is completely new to me.

"So... what did you want to talk about in the first place?" I ask him as the waitress takes the finished food from our table. I didn't eat everything he gave me. But I eat at least half of it.

He looks at me and fixes his eyes on my lips. "Wait a second.." he says and leans forward, stretching his hand out and wipes the corner of my mouth with his thumb.

He bring his hand back to his mouth and licks the remaining pasta off of it. Hot.

"I wanted to make a deal with you. How I've already said.. I can't get you or this night out of my fucking head. I can do whatever I want it just won't work. So if you feel the same way. Why stop it when it could be good for both of us?"

He's actually making sense. So I slowly nod. "But I can't give you a relationship, Gianna. I just can't." He adds.

So now I am the one grabbing his hands and make him look at me. "And I'm not asking you for one, Keenan. I am totally fine with what you suggested."

Keenan smiled a little, looked around in the room and then leaned forward to grab my face and kisses me.

"You want to go to my place?" He asks with his mouth only a few inches apart from mine. "Yes, please."

The ride already took ten minutes. Keenan was talking to someone over the phone during driving because he said it was important. I only heard what he said and didn't understand a word because everything he said was Italian.

I got bored quickly and was uncomfortable in the car seat. So I tried something. Just to see his reaction and if he is like probably every other man I know.

I get out of my glitter high heels and put my feet on top of the dashboard. And he noticed it. Holy fuck. What am I doing? I was just about to put them off again when one hand of his grips my thigh and keeps it in place right where it is.

He squeezes it a little and continues driving. This evening makes the man even more attractive and I did not think this would be possible.

"Sì, va bene mamma. Ti amo, ciao." He says as he ends the call. It was his mom. Of course it was important. "Sorry. My mom seems to need to hear her kids a lot this time." He says.

"That's absolutely fine." I assure him and was just about to put my legs down again but he doesn't let me. "Keep them up there." He says. "Why?"

"Because I can see these legs better." He responds. So I keep them up.

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I don't know what I expected him to live in but it wasn't that. He parks his car behind his second and newer Porsche before he grabs my shoes off the ground and gets out of the car. So do I.

We're standing in front of a building in the middle of New York. It looks amazing. He grabs my hand and gets into the building to the elevator, pressing the button of the 25th floor. Oh god. Imagine the skyline he must have in his apartment.

The ride in the elevator felt like it would never end. But then the little 'ding' appeared and the elevator door opened. There were only one apartment on each floor he said. So the apartments must be huge huge.

And as he opened the door my eyes literally flew out of my head.

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I don't know about you. But I would die to have Keenan by my side. I'm a simp for this man, I can't hide it.

I'm a simp for all men in all my stories if you haven't noticed that yet haha :)

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