A different kind of model 105

"What's this place?" Samuel asked, looking around dumbfounded. He found himself in a lookout with a splendid view of the city. The place was tastefully decorated with assorted flower arrangements, and the lighting was subtle and intimate. Walking around slowly, Samuel almost felt as if he were in some kind of magical garden. The complete silence and the starry sky reinforced this sensation strongly. 

"Here, my dear" Mr. Abano said, handing Samuel a bouquet of flowers. 

"Thank you, Paolo. They are so beautiful! But I still don't understand what's going on."

"Well, usually this is a public space. Let's say that I “booked” and decorated the area to make a surprise for you. As I said, I wanted this night to be special. I know this isn't much, but..."

"This isn't much? Are you kidding? Paolo, I can't believe you did all this just for me! This... Well... I don't know what to say."

"So you liked it?" 

"Of course, silly! What girl wouldn't like a surprise like that?" Samuel added, keeping his acting, but part of him was genuinely flattered by that gesture. To think that someone like Mr. Abano could go out of his way and do something like that just to please him... It seemed that the Italian man wasn't joking when he said he was in love with Samantha. 

Once again that night, Samuel was overwhelmed with conflicting emotions. He was touched by that surprise, and worried about the fact that it would be very difficult to get away from Mr. Abano since it was easy to assume the man would do anything to find Samantha when she disappeared. Suddenly, Samuel felt like crying, but he wasn't sure if he was happy or sad… or maybe just relieved.

"Oh, Paolo, you evil man!" Samuel cried out, hitting the man’s arm gently. "Why didn't you tell me that it was what you were planning all the way long?" 

"This would spoil the whole idea!" 

"Yeah, but for a moment I thought you were kidnapping me or something!"

"Really?" the Italian man laughed. "I'm sorry if I scared you, my dear. But like I said before, I would never do anything to harm you. I just want to make you happy..." 

He then wrapped Samuel's thin waist with his strong arms, making their bodies stuck together. Samuel didn't know what to do. He felt vulnerable in that position, but at the same time protected. And worst of all, he was getting aroused again feeling Mr. Abano's muscular body against his delicate and feminine one. 

"B-but how could you book a public place, anyway?" he asked, trying to distract Paolo – and also himself. 

"I have some influential friends in the city which made it possible. But the area will be open to the public tomorrow again, which means that unfortunately this decoration will have to go away.” 

“Oh, so sad! But I promise I’ll keep this moment in my heart forever…” 

“I’m glad to know” Mr. Abano said, smiling. “At first I even considered buying a house in this area to make the surprise, but then I thought that this might give you a wrong idea of my intentions." 

"Ha! Would you really buy a house just for this?" 

"If that would please you..." he said, now stroking Samuel's hair. 

"I don't think so. I'm not this kind of woman."

"I know, Samantha. And this is one of the reasons I like you so much. I've been in many relationships, but I was always been worried that the women were only interested in money or some kind of favor. You seem different, though. You even refused my invitation to go out at first, which was something new for me. You are so down-to earth and hardworking... Not to mention how beautiful and charming you are. I think you are the most wonderful woman I've ever met."

“Paolo..." Samuel started in a weak voice. 

"Shhh... Before you say anything, let me express more clearly how happy I am to be here with you tonight..."