AVA TROCELLI P.O.V
"Where are we going?" I asked slipping my arms behind his waist. We passed by the front desk where George was still stationed and I smiled and waved at him. He looked uncomfortable for a moment but gave us a brief nod of acknowledgement. "Where are we going?"
Marcello pressed the tip of his nose on my temple as we came down from the front step directly to the main road. "Somewhere."
I looked up at him with my brows scrunched up in confusion. "Okay, but what are we doing?"
He gave me a smile matching the brightness of the afternoon sun. "We're going on our first date."
My heels stumble as I steady my balance. "First Date?" I confirmed with a widening eyes.
"Yeah." He answered with a shrug although a shy shades of pink tinged his cheeks. "We haven't been out on one,
