Leonardo stepped inside, one hand loosening the collar of his black shirt, his other hand running through his messy hair like he was still lost in thought. His sleeves were rolled up, the top button undone, and his eyes lazily scanned the living room as he walked in.
Bella's brain immediately short-circuited.
He looked… hot.
She forgot how to breathe.
Oh no. He's too hot today. My revenge plan is collapsing. My heart is not cooperating!
But Jay elbowed her lightly, whispering, "Now. Go, say it!"
And Bella stood up from the couch, puffed her cheeks, pointed dramatically at Leonardo and shouted the exact words Jay had taught her:
"Ciaaao, belliiiiissimo!!"
Leonardo stopped mid-step, one eyebrow raised, clearly caught off guard.
"…What did you just say?" he asked, voice low and bit shocked.
