Okay this story is enigma – resolution (Look who's been paying attention in film class :D) I came up with this idea randomly. OOC Betty POV. Hope you enjoy. As always for my Getty girls. I'M BACK GIRLS!!!!!!!
"Gio come back!" I shouted as he left my apartment but it was too late. He was gone forever and never coming back. I fought back the tears. Maybe I wasn't good enough for him. Maybe if I changed and pursued him then he might take an interest. I ran to the living room and picked up the phone. After dialling a familiar number and hearing the rings, I spoke, "Christina! Get Daniel! I need your both of you to help. Now!"
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"Betty, what's up? What's the emergency?" Daniel asked as I approached them at the mall. I rolled my eyes. Of course Daniel would think the worst of the situation. "Nothing you idiot. Calm down. I just need a little shopping advice and Daniel before you say anything you ARE helping. Come on let's get to work!" I exclaimed. I was going to crack the whip (Beatrice put in there for you) and he was definitely going to help out.
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Gio was busy working in his deli. He was going to be shutting up in roughly ten minutes as he did daily. I took a deep breath before I walked the corner to his shop. The lights were still shining brightly onto the street and I put on my most dazzling smile. I had gone to the orthodontist after our shopping trip today and begged to get my braces off. Now that it was done, although sore, I knew I looked good.
The door made a dinging noise as I walked through the door. "Hold on a sec," that glorious voice that belonged to the man I loved said. I stood beside the door and waited. The anxiety was building up within me. He walked through from the back a few minutes later to stop dead in his tracks.
I could see his eyes travelling up my body. From the black, stiletto, platform heels to the halter neck style dress, with its slimming panel across the waist and the skirt that fell gracefully down to my mid thigh. My hair was done in ringlets and I had contacts on instead of my glasses. "Whoa!" Gio exclaimed as he took a step closer to me, "B, is that you?" I nodded my head and giggled. "Gio, I know I screwed everything up and I'm sorry. I want this to work. I want us to work. Please, can we give it a try? I'm willing to if you are. This is the new me. No more silly, naïve little Betty. I will prove to you I am the woman for you, Giovanni Rossi!" I said as I walked over to him. I placed my hands on his chest and sighed happily.
"Miss Suarez, would you like to go on an official first date with me then?" Gio asked as I blushed furiously. I nodded as he wrapped his arms around me and placed a gentle peck on my lips. "This feels so right!" I said as I brushed my lips against his again. He lifted his lips to mine and tenderly kissed me. I could feel the wet warmth of his mouth, delicious and wonderfully soft. I moaned softly from his touch, sending an echo through him. His tongue danced inside my mouth, with experience and passion it drew small circles against my tongue. Yet his kiss had a sensual innocence to it, which made my body ache and burn for him.
"We should probably head out," Gio said breathless after he pulled away from me. I nodded my head reluctantly. "Gio, can we go dancing? I'm in the mood for salsa," I said as I ground my hips into him in one erotic movement. His eyes bulged from his head. "Yeah… Yes we can go salsa dancing, but we must leave now," he said as he swallowed deeply. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door. "Gio, maybe we don't need to go to a club. Maybe we can just go to your apartment?" I asked looking at my hands embarrassed. He put his finger under my chin and tilted it up so that I was looking at him. His eyes were filled with passion. "You, Miss Suarez are going to be the death of me," he said as I danced with him out in the street. Who needs a club?