I crawl out of bed slowly and not to mention stealthily, not trying to wake up Luca... Which is not an easy task as his arm is hooked tightly around my waist, his face in the crook of my neck, and his legs intertwined with my own.

"Well aren't you just extra chipper this morning..." My mom says suspiciously as she shuffles the eggs in the pan and eyes me carefully.

I return a smile and head straight for the cabinet, knowing my face is probably flushed, and internally praying none of last night was heard.

Though she can probably tell by the slight limp in my walk...

"Well good morning Luca, both you and Mila are in good moods this morning aren't you..." I hear from my place in the pantry and can feel the heat prickling through me.

"Oh really?" I hear him say slyly a smirk obvious on his face as I peak out from behind the door and motion for him to 'cut it out'.

And he gives me an innocent look back, only making me impatient so I motion him into the pantry hurriedly, as he gives me a crooked grin.

I pull him in briskly and he lets out a small chuckle, "In a rush to do it again princess?" He asks lightly letting his lips brush mine.

"First off that isn't sanitary at all and second you're making it so obvious..." I whisper shout at him.

"Making what obvious?" He asks smirking.

I just groan and shove his chest playfully.

"Princess I think they already know what happened last night... you're not exactly the quietest." He states looking down at me  smiling.

"Oh my gosh, I might die..." I say dramatically.

"And I know for a fact Markus knows by the look he gave me when I came out of the bathroom this morning..." He says laughing as he presses my lips to mine immediately silencing my thoughts and words.

"Don't worry about it baby..." He hums into my lips and butterflies fill my stomach.

"Okay." I reply walking out of the pantry, Luca hot on my heels.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into the air spinning me around, as my mom watches on happily smiling and giggles engulf me.

As he sets me down he smiles.

A smile that reaches his eyes, which crinkle, and his dimples show through his cheeks.

And he laughs.

It booms through the kitchen, making me join too.

Soon I'm collapsed on the floor, as my legs becoming tired and my core muscles cramping from the constant laughing.

Laying on his back next to me, we began to sing along with the music my mom had playing on the kitchen speakers...

It's all foreign to me, I don't speak what you speak

I'll commit to learnin' if you, if you
You're a sweet fantasy, singin' your ABCs
Please be patient with me, with you

Said I wanna be fluent in your love language
Learnin' your love language
I know I don't speak your language
But I wanna know more, baby

Pulling me to my feet, he settles hands on my hips and we begin to dance...

Fluent in your love language
Learnin' your love language
I know I don't speak your language
But I wanna know more, baby

Never wanna get lost in translation
Never wanna be on two separate pages
Swear to me that you'll state facts
If you can take back, know I can take that

I been workin' at it, hoping that you'd notice
I been waitin', I just needed you to focus
Swear to me that you'll show me.

He lifts my hand into the air spinning me and then dipping me so my hair skims the floor.

He smiles down at me before pulling me back up so that we merely inches apart, before once again settling his hands on my bare hips and lifts me in the air.

My mom claps her hands as she grins, most likely reflecting the one on mine as well.

Slowly lowering me down to the level of his face, he gingerly kisses me, "I love you Mila..." He says giving me a toothy smile.

"I like it much better when you call me princess..." I mumble pouting, my long body still dangling in the air until he sets me down on the counter.

"Is that so? Because if I remember correctly you didn't always like it so much..." He states smirking at me, tapping his temple as if to recall the moment.

"Fine. Maybe I didn't like it at first but that was when I thought you were an asshole..." I say withholding my smile as I hear my mom snort behind me.

"I'm hurt..." He says putting his hand over his heart giving me his best puppy eyes.

"A hot asshole." I boldly whisper into his ear.

Just as I finish saying that, Markus walks into the kitchen groaning loudly, dark circles under his eyes.

"Didn't sleep well?" My mom asks with a puzzled look on her face.

"You could say that or maybe some loud ass tango lessons..." He grumbles pulling out a chair and laying his head on the counter.

My reaction totally different from DeLucas nonchalant eating is a mirroring of deer in headlights.

Though as soon as Markus said his last line, DeLuca choked on his eggs and started laughing.

"Tango lessons?" Luca questions totally egging on the situation.

Markus lifts his head slowly, eyes burning holes through DeLuca, "Well do you want me to spell out what you two..." He isn't able to finish because I slide off the counter and jab my fingers into his sides, tickling him as I've done many times before.

Lowly I state, "Say anymore and I will not hesitate to castrate you brother..." He looks at me with wide eyes and I giggle, so he starts too.

"I'm serious..." I say pointedly as my mom looks on confused but once more turns up the music and we all sing together happily.

DeLuca signals for me to stand up by scrunching his finger in his direction.

He begins swaying his hips with music before sticking his tongue out at me and lifting me into the air, throwing me over his shoulder making a run for the sliding glass door.

Everything moves in slow motion as he flings our bodies into the pool and we resurface, his brown hair now slightly darker and his curls more defined.

I pull on a curl resting on his forehead and springs upward cutely.

Suddenly we're engulfed by water again, as a body flies through the air into the pool.

Markus head pops out from the water and he smiles, "Thought you guys needed some supervision because I'm not ready to be an uncle yet..." He states winking and I slap him hard on his shoulder.

Smiling to myself, leaning back into Luca's chiseled chest under the warm sun, I realize how happy I really am.

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