Jamie

I wake up feeling great! I smile to myself, remembering the night that Noah and I had shared.

It was wonderful, we went swimming for hours, splashing and kissing in the water.

I loved every second of it.

Today, my parents and the twins are going on a full tour of Rome with Alonzo, while Noah and I are going to learn Italian.

My parents were originally going to take the class with us, but the twins had no interest in learning the language so we made an arrangement where they would take them on a tour today, and tomorrow they would go to the class and Noah and I would take care of the twins.

I think it will be a ton of fun! Noah loves the twins and the feeling is very mutual but they haven't spent much one on one time with one another.

I still have no clue as to what we are going to do.

Oh well, we will cross that bridge when we get to it.

I meet Noah in the front lobby, he looks handsome as ever in tan cargo shorts and a black T-shirt.

I smile to myself. Before, when I saw Noah I would become self-conscious. I used to think he was too good for me and I wasn't pretty enough to be with him. But now I am so much more confident around him. Not because I think I am pretty or good enough to be with him, but because he makes me feel confident. He makes me feel pretty. Noah makes me feel like I am worthy to be with him.

So now, when I look down at my light rose pink dress with black stripes falling to just below mid-thigh finished with a white jean vest, I smile in satisfaction. Happy with how I look. I know that Noah is happy as well as I watch him rake his eyes over my outfit before smiling at my face.

"You excited?" I ask Noah as I approch him, taking his hand in my own.

"Yeah. A little nervous though to be completely honest. I am not familiar with the Italian language at all and I feel like I will make a total fool out of myself."

I giggle at him, "you'll be fine Noah."

He gives my hand a light squeeze, "I hope so."

I giggle again as we walk into the room.

There are a few people already in the room and an older Italin man at the front, whom I assume is the teacher.

There is a family of three in the room, the two parents and a son who looks about our age, maybe a year or two older. I gulp when I see him look my way and rake his eyes over my body the same way Noah did only minutes ago.

I turn my gaze away and see a girl who looks to be a year younger than us. She is definitely pretty with thick dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes and tanned skin. She is with, who I assume, to be her younger brother. The girl pays no attention to her brother though, her gaze is solely focused on Noah. The look of pure lust obvious in her eyes.

A bitter feeling begins to grow in my gut as I tug Noah's arm, leading him to a seat far away from her.

As I look at the rest of the people scattered throughout the rest of the room I am surprised more people did not show up. This will be a great experience!

There is an old couple sitting in the far corner who look to be bickering about something. I giggle at them and wonder what it would Noah and I will be like at that age.

There is another family, with tired looking parents and four children who don't look any older than the age of five. The children are all whining and complaining and my heart certainly goes out to the patience of those parents, I could definitely not handle four screaming kids. I can barley handle the twins some days!

The rest of the people are in various age groups. Two girls, maybe thirteen yesrs old, giggling in the middle of the room. A group of eighteen years old guys looking to be in series discussion. A couple, probably newlyweds, looking very in love, not being able to keep their hands off of one another. And a few more old couples, some with grandchildren.

"Okay!" The man at the front says, clapping his hands, "you all came to learn the language of this wonderful country called Italy! So, that is exactly what we are going to do!"

Noah squeezes my hand, with an excited look on his face. I smile back but frown as my gaze goes back to the blue eyed girl, her eyes still glued to Noah.

"I am your teacher today, my name is Leo."

Aha! I silently priase myself, I was right! He is the teacher!

"So, before we get started, are there any questions?"

We all look around the room, shaking our heads.

"Wonderful!" Leo exclaims, "so first here is some paper and pencils, we will be learning the very basics of Italian. Common phrases you will need and everyday things you will say."

The class goes on like that for a while longer, Leo talking and the class listening. As promised, we learn phrases and we learn everyday words that will be needed. We learn basic things like numbers, colours, things like that, but we also get into more complex things like how to tell the time and stringing a phrase together.

I am really enjoying the class, and Noah seems to be enjoying it as well, but I can't help but have this awful gut feeling every time I see that dark haired girl look at Noah. I can just feel that she means trouble.

After we all get quizzed on the things we have learnt throughout the day, Leo let's us go back home, well not home for Noah and I, just back to the hotel room. All in all the course took about three hours. It was tiring of course, but it was a lot of fun.

"Ah! That was exhausting!" Noah says, collapsing on my bed beside me.

"Um in Italian please." I tease him.

"Aw come on Jaim! I didn't learn how to say that!" He jokes back.

I giggle, "I know, but it was fun right?"
"It was! I'm glad I went!"

"I'm glad you went too." I tell him, feeling my eyes close.

"Jamie?"

"Hmmm?"

"Although I didn't learn how to say 'Im exhausted' in Italian, you know what i did learn how to say?"

"What's that?" I mumble.

"I love you."

I smile, turning to face him, "say it."

"Ti amo."

I smile, and kiss him slowly on the lips, "well ti amo too." I say, imitating how he said it.

Noah smiles greatly and kisses me, pulling me close to him. Soon he rolls us both over and I am on top of him. I kiss him slowly, and he runs his hands through my hair. He wraps his arms around my back, bringing me down towards him. He rolls us over again and he is on top, kissing my face and trailing kisses down my neck. I moan, throwing my head back and he kisses back up my neck, connecting our mouths again. Just when things are starting to heat up and I have no idea of where this is going, the door clicks open.

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