Tiffany’s pov

“Promise to be careful,” I say to Stefano as he sets to head back to the city.

He nods, “I hate leaving you here alone” he whispers leaning into my neck and placing soft kisses. “You’ll be fine till I come back for you?” He says looking into my eyes, his gaze searching mine.

My heart literally melts at his concern, I nod, “I’ll be.”

“And you’ll wait, till I’m back.” He presses on, a hint of a smile playing in his lips

That makes me chuckle. “Of course, where could I possible go. We’re in this together right?”

“Right.” He replies, his voice low and gentle, he tilts my face up and presses his lips to mine.

I kiss him back, savoring the moment, tasting him. I love the softness of his lips, I love how he always seems to taste of peppermint. We had spent last night cuddling, kissing and talking way into the night. I intend using the time he’s away to have a proper rest. And I’m worried about him, he didn’t sleep last night either, and if I think about it, I don’t think he’s ever had a prop