"Marcello, can you hand me the letter that David wrote me?...is inside the rounded suitcase." He opened the small suitcase and hand me the envelope. "Here it is, I'll leave you alone to give you privacy...goodnight, Michael...I'll see you in the morning."
"Goodnight Marcello, and thank you so much for being so kind." He gaze into my eyes and he lean forward to kiss my forehead. My god, I didn't know what to do it was the very first time that he kisses me, even though it was innocent, I felt weird because I'd never felt someone else's lips in my skin but David's.