do-over

xxiv ; the art

"I will try my very best not to tease you," he rolled his eyes and I only laughed and hugged onto his arm.

"Are you excited? I hope you are.. I don't want this to be a lame date for you," I pouted up at him and he just smiled fondly.

"I am, actually. I like art and I've seen my fair share of art galleries, so I'm excited," he brought me closer as we crossed the street.

"You're a learnéd man, ey? Seen that luxurious life, hm?" I teased him a little, enjoying the content and happy look in his eyes.

He dropped his head and laughed. "Maybe I have. I was treated well on my travels. I lived a bit lavish."

"So.. Your life now isn't... lavish...?"

"I will show you lavish if you want," he looked down at me, dead serious. "I told you I would spoil you."

"Um! It's okay.." The idea was tempting, but I didn't want to be a bother.

"Baby. If you want me to treat you, I will take you anywhere you want to go." That line sent shivers down my spine. It was like something out of a movie.

"Do.. you have a plane?" I asked slowly, almost afraid to ask.

This made him laugh. "I don't own a plane but plenty of mi-" He suddenly cleared his throat. "Plenty of rich people rent charter planes. That's what I did if my... old boss wasn't paying for it for me. Most of my trips were all-expenses-covered."

"No way..." I noticed the museum just up ahead. "Ooh! I'm so excited." I got a little bit wiggly as we approached but made sure to calm myself down as we got close and, eventually, entered.

I gasped out softly, "it's beautiful in here..." I couldn't help but look everywhere, admiring the ceiling and the "furniture" and the walls. "Amazing.."

Adrian led me around slowly, letting me take everything in.

"So.. Did you see the real Mona Lisa in person?" I turned to Adrian and awaited his answer.

"Uh.. yeah, I've been to the Louvre," he nodded slowly. "It was a.. hm, unique experience."

"That sounds so cool," I went quiet as we approached a marble statue.

I was almost in awe. Marble sculptures were one of my favorite art forms. And to be able to see one in person.. I was stunned.

"You like statues?" Adrian asked me and I nodded silently. "Then I should take you to Galleria Borghese."

"The Galleria what..?" I looked up at him to find a smile on his face.

"Galleria Borghese. It's a beautiful museum in Rome," he looked back up to look around while I stood a bit shocked. "Lots of Bernini."

"You really been everywhere, huh? Why you datin' someone like me?" I only half joked but Adrian gave me an almost stern look.

"Because you're perfect for me. I wouldn't want to travel to Rome - hell, the world - with anyone else," he leaned down close to my face. "And you're mine."

My face flushed and my voice shook a little as I exhaled. "You... excite me, you know that."

He smirked, "excite like how?"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "come on hornyboy, let's go look at some art."

But over the course of the night he complimented me quite a few times and focused his attention far more on me than the art.

"Why aren't you looking at the pretty paintings..." I decided to bring it up, standing before him now.

"Because..." He smiled, almost laughing, before he said, "you are the art."