Marabella's POV
Luca grinned as he walked toward me. "You're so damn adorable when you pout", he commented. I grabbed onto his forearms to steady myself as I pulled to my feet. The pressure on my leg made my knee momentarily buckle. Luca tightened his hold, keeping me from falling. "Easy, piccola", Luca said. I steadied my feet and took a deep breath.
I took a step forward, putting my weight on my bad leg. "Principessa", Luca protested. "I'm okay", I said, taking a full step. "I could just carry you", Luca said, watching my feet. "No. The more I move, the quicker I heal", I snapped back. "You're a hard-headed woman", he sighed, as we continued walking. "I am", I agreed, letting go of his arms. "Wait, no", Luca said, grabbing at my waist. "I'm okay, Luca. I can walk", I sighed. "I don't
