The candle by the dinner table was lit when the door to the bedroom opened.
Leo, the culprit of said lit candle, looked up at that, but for a moment, that was all he did as he stared at the figure ahead of him.
She had changed into something simple, a dress that fell just above the knee.
She had her hair down, and she was looking around the apartment as she walked toward him, taking in what he'd done with the space, the table set properly, the dishes covered, and the multiple candles doing what candles do in dimly lit rooms.
Then her eyes came to him.
He was in a white loose-fitting t-shirt with a silver chain sitting against his collarbone.
She also stared, finding something intensely appealing in that look of his.
She reached the table and looked at him with a small smile.
"Who else have you done this for?" she said with a teasing smile as Leo shook his head once.
"None, my lady."
"I believe you," Vittoria said as Leo pulled a chair out for her to sit.
