56. Lark

Chapter fifty-six

Lark

I text Gianni as soon as I’m home, and his response has my stomach twisting in knots.

Gianni

Hey, little red. I’m sorry I missed you. I have an away game tomorrow and we left about an hour ago. I left a gift for you on the kitchen counter and took Rex for a walk. I hope you don’t mind. Xo, Gi.

I enter my apartment with Tiny, surveilling the space for any sign of Rex. He doesn’t come running and barking out from his bed like he normally does, but when I see him curled up in the corner of the couch, I realize exactly why.

I head over to him, scratching behind his ears as I take in the sight of my once-seemingly feral dog, now using Gianni’s sweatshirt as a cushion under his tiny ass .

I shake my head as I walk to the kitchen, and a small box awaits me. I open the package up, and what greets me has salty tears pooling in my eyes.

An insulin pump.

Not just any insulin pump, but the automatic delivery system that syncs with my Dexcom.

Goddamn this man. He’s too sweet for my own good.

Have I ever told you that you’re the sweetest man alive?

Gianni

Not recently, but I accept 3

Gianni

Goodnight, ma petite rouge. I’ll see you tomorrow night.

And when he does, I’ll finally tell him I’m in love with him.