Car sex

Catherine’s POV

“Thanks, Al,” I uttered, sitting on the dining chair that Alessandro had pulled out of the table for me.

“You're welcome, baby,” He replied, and took his own seat.

“I love the interior decor of this place,” I said, looking around. “It has this homey feel that gives you instant comfort. I hope their food doesn't disappoint my taste buds.”

The restaurant was built with marbles with wide antique mirrors hung on the wall.

A large chandelier that took the shape of a globe was also mounted on the ceiling, which gave it an ornate yet minimalist aesthetic.

“Let's hope so,”

Almost immediately, a waitress walked up to us and we placed our orders, after scanning the menu code.

I ordered some spaghetti aglio e olio with asparagus and bacon while Alessandro ordered Fettuccine Alfredo with grilled shrimp.

For our drink, we both ordered non-alcoholic grape wine because we still had to drive back to our respective place of works.

In contrast to my earlier fears, the food was quite del