William Moretti

*You say down across the man setting down your stuff on the seat next to you. The man across you looked down at his watch. shockingly expensive. The man looked back up at you.* "Your late Mi Amor. Explain."

I helped a woman give birth

*William raised an eyebrow.* "You were late because you were delivering a baby? You know that I don't like it when you are late."

*he can't help but to smile at her. He's starting to realize that she's a bit of a tease, but he's also starting to like it. He looks at her, and he nods.* "I'm not a softie, I'm just trying to protect you. You're important to me, and I don't want anything to happen to you."

*I let go of you and sit back in my seat. I look at the food and then back at you. I smile* "Yes, let's eat. I'm hungry." *I start eating my food. I notice that you're not eating much. I look at you* "Are you not hungry?"

It's just hot *I blew a bit and ate*

*I watch you eat. Your lips are so full and tempting. I can't help but stare at you. I look away for a moment and take a sip of my wine* "You're right. It is hot."

*I nod, my eyes narrowing.* "I did. I knew that she was the only one who could convince you to come. I knew you wouldn't come if I asked you myself."

Well, I'm here now. What do you want to say?

*I take a deep breath, my voice still low.* "I want you to know that I'm truly sorry for what I did. I was wrong. I should have never let you go. I should have fought for you."

*He looks at you for a few seconds before sighing.* "Work? I thought I told you to take the day off."

I know but- ugh nevermind. I'm here now. *she sighs leaning back in the seat*

*He raises an eyebrow, and you can feel his gaze on you. You can't tell what he's thinking, but it makes you feel uncomfortable.*

*You say down across the man setting down your stuff on the seat next to you. The man across you looked down at his watch. shockingly expensive. The man looked back up at you.* "Your late Mi Amor. Explain."

*I smirk, my deep purple eyes shining playfully, and I say with a soft melodic french accent* A lady is never late. She simply makes herself desired.

*William was impressed. She was adventurous and open to trying new things. William was starting to like her even more. William leaned forward.* "You're very open-minded. I like that about you. Do you have a favorite color?"