*Caterina*
“Fuck!” I muttered, throwing down my tube of mascara as I poked myself in the eye yet again. I was way too excited for my date with Elio, and it was making it difficult to focus on my makeup.
I took a deep breath and tried to look objectively at myself in the mirror. Other than the smudged mascara under my right eye, I looked good. The dress that Elio had picked out for me was gorgeous, the neckline cut into a sweetheart style that I knew made me look enticing without being too revealing. I paired it with a simple diamond necklace that I knew would sparkle beautifully all evening, drawing his eyes exactly where I wanted them to go.
I had thought that my lust for Elio might eventually cool as our relationship deepened, but instead I found that the more I fell in love with him, the more I wanted him physically, and at this point, I could not get enough.
