Several months later

I should have known Nathan would never take any of my recommendations. I guess everything I suggested was too soft for him. He didn't even choose the restaurant I wrote down to him in a beautiful and meticulous list, he threw it away and chose another one instead. I didn't even get why, because it's not like a restaurant could be hardcore or anything.

Or that I thought.

Martina's bachelorette party was something I would have never been able to plan. And at the end of the day, I was glad. I was having so much fun. Everything was so well organized and so carefree at the same time. I wouldn't be as relaxed as I was if I would have planned it myself.

Martina, Nathan, Linda, Valentina, Sarah and two coworkers of the bachelorette formed our team. Valentina was already drunk by the time we left Nathan's apartment. She said she was glad she could have a little escape from Marco and her husband. All the girls and of course Nathan, seemed to be really loud and for once I didn't feel left out our shut down. They included me in every conversation, they laughed at my jokes, they encouraged me to shout some of the dirty things Nathan made us say. He made a rule before we left that we had to change some words and say other ones instead. I tried so hard not to say them because I didn't want to blush the whole time.

We played some games and had to take Martina's phone so she didn't text Ace. She said we were making her miss him.

"Next question." Nathan announced with a TV show host voice. "We asked the groom what is the most unusual place you've ever hooked up, what do you think he answered?"

Martina made a face. "I don't know. A changing room?"

Nathan gasped then smirked. "You little bitch. You guys are something else." He bounced excitedly before taking his flute and gulping the champagne down. "He said the pool."

"Oh, yeah." Martina laughed before a little blush appeared to taint her cheeks. "That, too."

"What is the most unusual place you've done it, Riley?" Nathan asked me out of the blue. He probably caught me blushing as I thought about it.

"Uhm... I don't know. I don't like public places... Luca doesn't either."

Linda laughed. "Yeah, because you guys are loud." She took a sip before continuing, as I stared at her horrified. "Imagine all the shouting and the dirty talking somewhere where they could be heard."

Everyone laughed, Nathan was living with these questions. "Why does everybody know about my sex life?" I asked glancing around. Almost everyone, except for the two girls I just met, replied at the same time with a shrug.

"Luca."

I covered my face with my hands and I lost time of how many times I did that that night. At the restaurant, I managed to escape for five minutes and went to the bathroom, where I took out my phone, even though they weren't allowed tonight.

I hate you

The reply came almost instantly.

What did I do now?

I bit my lips.

You're telling everyone about our sex life

Before we got together seriously back in September, we had a conversation about how we needed to improve the communication in our relationship. We needed to trust each other if we wanted to be together. What I didn't think is that he would be communicating so well with everyone else too.

Luca was calling.

"If you're talking about Linda, she heard us one night."

"What about Martina and Nathan? Wait, no. Sarah? Valentina? Hello?!"

"I miss you, baby girl."

I rolled my eyes at his attempt to change the subject. How he managed to bring a smile to my face when I was trying to be mad at him is something that would always surprise me.

"I still hate you." I said softly.

He completely ignored me.

"I want you to be with me, I don't like getting drunk without you anymore." He didn't like to do it, but he was fully drunk now. I could hear it in his voice.

"Come on, we can see each other tonight. Sleep at my place. We're not the ones getting married."

"Okay." He sighed.

"Where are you guys going now?"

"Strip club. You?"

"Same." I pursed my lips.

We stayed quiet for a moment. I knew he was thinking about something. "Riri."

"Luca."

"Please, promise me one thing."

Oh, we're getting deep. "Okay."

"Promise you'll come back to me even if you see a dick bigger than mine tonight."

I laughed hard, and after hearing me, he laughed too. "I promise, baby."

"I wish I could see you smile right now." I sighed at his words and the smile he was talking about didn't leave my lips. "Sometimes I say things and you can't stop smiling the whole time and it makes me wish that I was wittier so I could see that smile all the time."

"Okay, Romeo." I laughed. "You're really drunk. Talk to you later. Have fun."

He chuckled lazily. "Have fun, you too. I love-"

"What the hell, girl?" Nathan asked, taking the phone from me.

I raised my hands in surrender. "He called, I promised."

Nathan opened his eyes in horror. "Well, you don't pick it up! Number one rule. Come on, we're playing a dare game before leaving." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bathroom. Why he walked inside in the first place, I would never know.

The strip club was just like you see in the movies. Lots of horny women shouting at guys dancing in the stage. Tossing dollar bills at them, rubbing her hands all over their bodies.

"I can't believe we're here." Martina laughed. We all sat in a table not too far from the stage and ordered shots and drinks.

"Oh my god, look at that hottie over there." Valentina muttered. Martina laughed. Their relationship was weird, I seriously couldn't understand who would want their fiancé's sister in their bachelorette party. Valentina had to hear all the dirty things she confessed about her brother. She didn't seem to care; she laughed all the time. Too drunk to think about it in depth, I believe.

I pulled down at the short and tight baby blue dress Luca made me wear and sat down. He said blue looked good on my slightly tanned skin, and that I should show the world what I got. Since it was June, it was a hot outside so we all spent the two weeks prior the wedding trying to get a tan, even though it was almost impossible for some of us.

"Grab this, me voy a hacer pis encima." There she was. Talking Spanish once again. I didn't know why she thought I could understand her. I grabbed the headpiece she tossed at me, that said 'I'm the bride, bitch' and nodded. We were all wearing bands that said 'team bride', but she wore that crown thingy that one of her coworkers bought. Nathan bought one with little penises in it, but Martina declined the offer. Nathan thought it was hilarious.

A while after Martina left, five guys got onto the stage. They had very suggestive outfits and all the women started roaring like crazy. I could say our table was the loudest. I was playing with the headpiece and I didn't even notice but at some point, I put in on.

Nathan winked. "It looks good on you."

I smiled and saw behind him Martina coming back. I was about to take it off when a guy appeared at our table with a microphone in hand. "Are you the bride?"

I blushed and blinked several times. My eyes widening in horror. "Oh, no, no-"

"Yes, she is." Martina smile beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"What? You're the bride!" I exclaimed.

"We're both getting married." Martina smiled. "Separately." She frowned right after.

"Then let's get these two beautiful ladies on stage, what do we say?" He shouted to the crowd. Everyone agreed with shouts, claps and whistles.

"Oh my god, Martina." I shook my head quickly as she took my hand pulling me towards the steps beside the stage. "I hate you so much right now."

"Come on, I couldn't go alone." She laughed.

Some other girls and us, were sat in chairs and the lights were turned off. I was sweating and looking around anxiously. Martina glanced at me and smiled. She was so enjoying this.

Purple lights turned on, and smoke came out of the sides and the front of the stage. The music started and everyone cheered like crazy.

Oh, god.

I stared one last time at Martina and muttered 'I'm going to kill you' before I felt two strong hands grabbing mine and pulling them towards those hard pectorals that were now in front of me.

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Luca laughed hard on my new bed. Yeah, he bought me one last month. He said he couldn't sleep in that shitty bed I had anymore. "Your face!"

I blushed and covered my eyes with my forearm. "He was putting his bulge on my face, what did you want me to do?"

"You look like you're about to pass out, baby." He chuckled, rewinding the video so he could laugh at me a little bit more. "Oh, that's Martina?" He noticed.

"Yeah. Though everyone in the table thought I was way funnier and they only recorded me." I frowned.

"I can see why." Luca smirked. He was lying down on his stomach, the pancakes I made for him long gone beside him. "God, you're so cute." He shook his head and tossed the phone away, smiling to himself. "So, you didn't enjoy it one bit?"

"Of course not!" I shook my head. "I don't like a stranger rubbing his sweaty self against me and putting my hands on his butt."

"What if it's not a stranger?" He raised an eyebrow seductively and started to get up.

"What- what are you doing?" He was wearing his boxers and a t-shirt, he would normally be naked, the guy too comfortable in his own skin, but last night when we came back home, Luca junior was too tired and too drunk to perform.

"That guy was hot." He teased with a smirk as he got up from the bed and positioned himself in front of me, making me turn to him as I sat against the headboard.

"But you're hotter." I muttered, staring at his hands, now gripping the hem of his t-shirt as he pulled it up slowly.

"That's what I wanted to hear." He smiled. "And I'm a better dancer."

"You are." I nodded. He grabbed both my hands and ran my fingers all along his abs.

Isn't it really hot in here?

"Lu-Luca, we don't have time for this. We have a plane to-"

He raised a finger to my lips and kissed my nose. "Shh. Just enjoy baby girl. We still have time."

And he gave me the best lap dance I had ever received. And now I could say that, since I received two of them in less than 24 hours.

Oh, and he also gave me a couple of orgasms, you know, just for a change.

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Did I mention that the wedding was in Italy? Well, it was. In Tuscany, to be exact. Where Ace's family was from. It was in a beautiful vineyard, so big and unique. The weather was amazing and I was glad it wasn't that hot. It was perfect, just how Martina imagined it. She gave Ace the biggest surprise when she told him she wanted for them to get married in Italy.

Honestly, they were disgustingly perfect.

And here I was with my boyfriend, the best man I may add, who had lost the ring.

"You can't be serious right now, Luca. Did you get it out of the box?" I asked, pulling him away of the group. There were some activities planned for the guests before the wedding, which included drinking wine and more wine, taking walks around the vineyard and visiting the town. I was glad they gave us a little time before the wedding. We were all too exhausted from the flights and the parties before. There was even a pool for the kids. Ace and Martina thought about every little detail, but I guess money does that. They both worked really hard and saved a lot for this day to be perfect. The saw it as a way of sharing their love, and the first day of becoming a family. They wanted everyone to enjoy. And I would be, too. If it weren't for Luca.

"No. Why would I do that?" He whispered so no one could hear us. "It doesn't fit me."

I couldn't help but laugh. He was such an idiot.

"Are you sure you didn't leave it at home?"

"I swear. I remember putting it this morning inside my pocket."

I glanced around desperately. If I wasn't about to shit on my pants I would smile at his cuteness. He looked adorably lost. "Maybe Nico saw it?"

We both approached Nico, who was a little too focused on the girl he had been crushing on hard for the last few months.

He shrugged when we asked him. He was a man of words, that one.

"We need to go back to the room." I informed him.

"What do we say?" He asked staring at the group who slowly followed the guide.

"I don't know, make an excuse. I can't do it all." I widened my eyes.

He approached the group and waited for everyone to relax after the guide stopped talking and gave us some time to chat, drink some wine and eat some cheese.

"Ciao, everyone!" He exclaimed in a really bad Italian accent. "I'm sorry but my bambina right here ate too much pasta, she's not feeling very well. We'll see you all tonight, okay?"

I almost face palmed myself. Martina mouthed 'are you okay?' and I had to nod tiredly so I got into the role. Luca rested a hand behind my back and guided us towards the Villa.

"Why did you say that? Now everyone thinks I have diarrhea." I whisper shouted when we got a little further from the group.

"I'm sorry, Riri. Honestly, first thing that came to my mind." He let out a big breath. "It's for this wedding's sake, baby."

"Have I told you that I hate you?"

"Like five times a day." He kissed the top of my head. "Come on, I don't want Ace to cut my dick. I have some very good genes that I would like to share."

After two hours of searching the surroundings, we didn't find it. We assumed that he didn't remember putting it inside his pocket because it was left home. We were already planning how we could get it here in time, both too exhausted as we talked sitting on the couch in the room. My legs up on his lap.

"I could call Aiden." He suggested.

"By the time Aiden moves from states and then fly to Italy, Ace and Martina are already in their honey moon." I sighed.

"Yeah, you're right." He bit the corner of his mouth nervously, his legs bouncing beneath mine.

"Don't worry, Luca." I gave him a little smile as I pulled him towards me. "We'll find it. Or we'll find a solution to bring it here."

"It's so weird. I remember perfectly how I took it out from my suitcase and kept in inside my pocket."

I got up quickly and let out a big breath. "We'll keep looking then. We didn't look for it in the back garden."

"But I didn't even go there." Luca made a childish face.

I cupped his cheeks with both my hands and gave him a chaste kiss. "We're gonna find it, okay?"

I tried to pull away but Luca grabbed my hand quickly, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I seriously don't know what I would do without you..." He licked his lips and glanced down for a moment. "I've been meaning to ask you something for a long time now, but for some reason, I never found the right moment."

I got worried. "What is it?"

He smiled and smoothed my frown with his thumb. "It's something good, Riri. At least, I hope it is." He took a big breath. "I haven't told you this but I keep the letter you wrote me before I left to Paris."

"Really?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah." He nodded with a little smile. "I read it a lot. When I'm feeling down, you know? There are some things that you said in it that I really relate to. Like when you said you felt lonely before you met me. I felt that way, too. I feel like I was never alone, but I did feel lonely. I needed you and I didn't even know it. You changed my life and it makes me mad that I can't get to see you every day of my life." He paused and I looked up at him, at his lost gaze as he looked down at our feet. He was feeling shy and nervous for some reason, and it was making a million thoughts come into my mind.

Was he...?

"Yet." He finished. He squinted and suddenly kneeled down quickly, letting my arms fall beside me.

"Oh my god, Luca. Don't tell me you're going to-"

"Riley!" He was smiling like a maniac by the time he glanced up at me. Kneeling down in front of me, the little navy box in his hands. "I found it! The ring!"

Luca got up quickly, putting me into an embrace. I let out a breath and laughed, letting him pick me up and make us twirl.

"I told you I kept it inside my pocket! It might have fallen!"

He pulled away and stared at me for a moment, his lips crashing against mine a second later. We pulled apart breathlessly, both panting in relief.

Luca smirked. "Did you think I was gonna propose?"

"Well," I looked around nervously, "yeah. You said you wanted to ask me something, then you kneeled down..."

Luca laughed. "You're so cute." He nuzzled my neck. "I was just gonna ask you if you wanted us to move in together." He whispered against my ear.

"Really?"

"Yeah." He smiled. "What do you say?"

"Okay." I nodded.

"Okay?"

"Yes." I laughed.

He made us twirl once more, laughing as he did. "Yay! We're moving in together, baby!"

"Luca, stop!" I laughed. "You're gonna make me throw up."

He pulled me down and went to keep the ring inside his suitcase once again. "Better to leave it here." I nodded in agreement before I chuckled. "Come on, let's go meet the others. I'm in the mood for some Lambrusco."

I shook my head and let him take my hand. Before we got out of the room, he turned around to stare at me, his eyes searching mine pensively. Luca then smiled, one of his genuine smiles. One of those smiles that reached his eyes, that made something in my stomach flutter.

As he slowly grabbed my hand, he winked, placing a light kiss on it. "One day, Riri. One day."

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I sometimes think that I finished this story too early, because I seriously miss writing it!

Here it is! The epilogue I promised. The title says Epilogue (I) because I surely want to write another one, I just have to think about what to write 😂

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