Imagine : You are a mixed, curvy girl who just moved to Italy, and you meet Felix one night as you are being called disgusting names by the people at your place of work, and he sticks up for you. Later after your shift you meet him out by your car.

"You didn't have to do that si-"

"Felix, my name is Felix." He said grabbing my hand and bringing it up to his mouth. Where he layed a gentle kiss.

"...and it was no big deal. They had it coming. I'd like to say they were jealous " Felix said.

"Jealous? Of what...?" You asked as you looked at yourself.

"Well, of how gorgeous you are la mia colomba " He replied with a smirk. I could feel my stomach twist and turn with butterflies as I stared into his dark mysterious eyes.