[39]

                                    

                                          
Alena's POV: 
                          
It's been two weeks since Dom had his run-in with Cara and for the past two weeks, he's been staying at my dorm with me, too annoyed to speak to his father. Bexley and Riccardo have been away in Paris for the past couple of days and it's been nice having the place to ourselves and not having to worry about Riccardo or Bex walking in at any time. 
                          
Making my way back into the room I let out a content sigh seeing Dom still sleeping soundly, he's has a lot on his mind these last couple of weeks and I know it's been keeping him awake at night even though he doesn't like to admit it. I want Dom to move to America with me more then anything, but if it's going to cause him distress I don't want that, I want him to do what's right for him and him only. 
                          
Buzzz Buzzz Buzzz 
                          
I pick up my phone from the bedside table. Bex calling 
                          
"Hey, hows Paris?" 
                          
"As stunning as ever, maybe even more beautiful." she gushes 
                          
"You sound so happy, I wish I was there with you."
                          
"I wish you were as well because I have something to tell you." she squeals in excitement 
                          
"What?" I smile into the phone 
                          
"Riccardo asked me to marry him and I said yes." 
                          
"No way" I gasp "Oh my gosh Bex I am so happy for you guys." I sit down on the edge of the bed 
                          
"I'm so happy too" she yells, giggling away happily "I have to call Layla but I'll talk to you later."
                          
"Okay, well send me a photo of your ring please."
                          
"I will, bye." she hangs up 
                          
"He finally did it huh?" Dom speaks as he opens his eyes still laying in bed 
                          
"You knew?" I turn facing him 
                          
"Of course I knew, Riccardo has had the ring for weeks." 
                          
"Really? How could you not tell me?" I pout 
                          
"Because it wasn't my news to share and I wanted you to be as shocked and happy as Bex was." He pulls me back down into his arms, booping my nose gently 
                          
"Well I'm definitely shocked but I'm so excited for them." 
                          
Buzzz, Buzz
                          
"Holy shit, look at this." I face the screen to Dom. A photo of Riccardo and Bexley holding hands, her huge ring looking perfect on her finger and the Eiffel tower in the background. 
                          
"It's very nice." he nods 
                          
"You've already seen it haven't you?" 
                          
"Yes" he laughs softly "He showed it to me when he told me what he was planning to do with it." 
                          
"It's so funny, Bex promised me when she met Riccardo she'd marry him and they'd have cute Italian babies, and it turns out she was right all along, sometimes you just know." 
                          
"Everything happens for a reason." Dom adds "You coming here, Bex coming here, Layla coming here it was all meant to be, and It blows my mind that all of us have ended up with an American girl." he laughs
                          
"Speaking of America, it's really not that much longer until it's time for me to go back."
                          
"Us to go back" he corrects 
                          
"Are you sure this is want you want? What you really, really, really want?"
                          
"Yes, this is what I want Tesoro, why? Are you having second thoughts about me coming?" He places his hand on my cheek