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Vittoria looked up at Tom, staring at the way the water from his hair dripped down the side of his face, and then fell off of his sharp jaw. He seemed to look even more perfect when he was wet, as if his body was sculpted from the gods themselves.

Her thoughts were proven as true as she looked down towards his chest and saw very toned abs showing through his now wet white shirt. No matter the fact that he was wearing a thick jacket, the entirety of Tom's shirt was soaking wet. While she was very closely looking at Tom's abs, Tom was looking at the way her wet hair stuck to her perfect face. With the way Vittoria's eyelashes fluttered when she looked at him, an emotion in them that he knew too well when it came to Vittoria entering his mind.

Tom couldn't help himself, and he looked down at her figure slowly, from her plump lips, down to her sharp collarbones, and towards her white crewneck sweater that was completely see through, giving him a full view of her bright purple bra that enticed him to what lay beneath.

His rather dirty thoughts were interrupted from the soft voice coming from in front of him. Looking up towards Vittoria's eyes, he saw curiosity laying in them, as if she had just asked a question.

"Pardon? What did you say darling?" The words both made Vittoria blush furiously as well as make a wide, mischievous smirk appear on her face.

"I asked you if you wanted to dance in the rain with me, but I think you were too busy looking at my tits, yes?" Vittoria said playfully, with a full grin on her face now. Even though the context of her words at what Tom was doing previously, she didn't seem annoyed by him, if anything she was joyful.

Tom's face practically lit up like a firefly and tried to defend himself. "I-i wasn't doing anything like that" he said while stuttering through his statement. It would have been semi believable if his eyes didn't flick down towards them and back up quickly.

And in return all Vittoria did was laugh, she waved it off and began to talk again. "It's okay tommy boy, but please say yes, I wanna dance in the rain!!" Vittoria exclaimed as she bounced up and down on her feet in anticipation.

Tom simply nodded his head vigorously, as he didn't trust his voice to talk at the moment. Vittoria didn't waste a second in grabbing Tom's hand and running out from the shelter under the tree, and instantly they were covered in more rain. Somehow getting more wet than before.

But they didn't seem to care, all that they cared about were each other at that moment. The giggles that would erupt out of Vittoria when Tom would surprise her by spinning her through the field of roses. Or the chuckles from Tom as he watched Vittoria almost fall, resulting in him catching her and a glare from her as well.

Tom spun her out and quickly spun her back in, holding tightly onto both sides of her waist, not letting her move or continue dancing. Vittoria looked up at Tom confused, with her eyebrows furrowed. What she came to the sight of was Tom looking at her with a certain look in his eyes that she was all too familiar with when it came to thinking of the tall British man; lust.

A breath got caught in her throat as she gasped, Tom moving closer and closer, his grip on her hips not loosening at all. And in turn, Vittoria stood on her tippy toes and wrapped her arms around Tom's neck, running her fingers through his wet hair and playing with it.

Once their lips were practically touching each other, Tom asked. "Would you Vittoria-"

He paused for a second, as if he was hyping himself up to do something, breathing out all of his nerves, he continued his question.

" Would you like to be my girlfriend, Vittoria?" he asked looking back up to her eyes from where they were positioned on her biting her bottom lip.

As he waited for an answer all he got was the feeling of her lips on his, sighing out a breath of relief he kissed her back.