30. Only you

ERICA

“Where are we going now?” I asked, feeling a little tipsy and excited as I finished the last few sips of bourbon that I took from him which he had poured for himself while we sat in the back of the car and surprisingly he didn’t give me a stern look, instead he watched me with his intense gaze, the golden shimmering with yellow sparks.

“Where do you want to go?” At first I thought he was just asking it for the show but when he waited for my answer, I chewed on my bottom lip as I considered his question. There was one place I really wanted to see at least once, it was not anything as grand as the opera house or the cathedrals Milan was famous for, I wanted to visit the club he frequented. He read me like an open book like always and said, “You have a place in mind, little devil, then say it.”

“Well...” I licked my lips and looked down at the empty glass in my hand as suddenly I felt nervous and in need of more liquid courage which was stupid as I already felt halfway drunk. He su