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rent. — He laughed, shrugging his shoulders. I chose to ignore him, turning my attention to my cell phone, choosing one of the photos to send to Laura via the messaging app. VALENTINA: Yesterday I saved a handsome guy on the beach, and now he's right here in front of me, in the hotel restaurant. Apparently, Laura wasn't online. — Excuse me, miss... — His voice sounded closer, as did his intoxicating perfume. I left the cell phone on the table and looked at it, feeling my body shiver at the proximity. The handsome stranger was standing in front of the table, extending his hand while he smiled beautifully, showing off his perfectly aligned and white teeth, worthy of toothpaste advertising. He really wants to know my name, but I won't say it! I remained silent, looking at him with one eyebrow raised while crossing my arms in a defensive gesture, making it clear that I had no intention of accepting his greeting. — My name is Dominic Leone, I'm thirty-five years old, I'm a businessman and I'm in town for a few days of vacation, since everyone in my family says I'm a workaholic. — He kept his hand outstretched and his courteous smile. — I apologize for the circumstances of our first meeting, but I'm grateful for what happened, otherwise I might have drowned. You saved my life and I feel indebted. He seemed sincere and I soon started to feel guilty for having thought he was a pervert. — You owe me nothing, Dominic Leone. — I uncrossed my arms and decided to use some of the good manners that my mother gave me, standing up and extending my hand, accepting the greeting. — You can call me Val. It would be too ridiculous to keep my name a secret, but I was still afraid of identifying myself as openly as he did. Revealing my nickname was good enough. — Vaaaal — he murmured lazily, perhaps waiting for me to complete the information, but soon realized that nothing more was coming. — It's a pleasure to meet you, Val. The waiter approached carrying the tray with the order and I took the opportunity to pull my hand from Dominic's grip, doing my best to disguise how his hot skin generated a sensation of electricity. that ran through my entire body. — Have a nice lunch, miss — said the waiter before leaving. - Thanks. — I sat back down, imagining that Dominic would take the opportunity to return to his table, but he remained standing and when I looked at him again, I saw him frown. — You're scared of me — he said uncomfortably, taking a step back, putting his ha