Giancarlo Tornatore

Gian looked down at the dog and raised his hand to pet him on the head. “do you need to go outside or something boy?” 

He leaned down and gently grabbed her hand to place it to his lips. “I appreciate it then.” he took the gift, opening his door more, and placed it on the bed. 

“You didn’t have to get me anything~ I would have paid for it you know.” he said leaning down close to her face as he took the drink from her, he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, to greet her. 

“A gift for me~? my you didn’t have to go through the trouble of making me something, tesoro.” he looked at the pillow and smiled. “Ah this is very wonderful. I’ll be sure to keep it forever. thank you.” 

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