"Go out with me amore mio." He whispered, his hot breath fanned my ear as a shiver was sent up and down my spine.

I rolled my eyes, pretending to be unaffected by the effect he has on me. Dipping the spoon into the bucket of chocolate ice-cream, I looked at him, the spoon mid-way to my mouth and grumbled, "You haven't even gotten me take-out yet."

He chuckled, his eyes turned dark- a dark that I've come to understand, one I've come to love.

"Tell me the name of that restaurant and I'll buy the entire thing in your name tesoro mio."