Via del Pozzo, Terni, Umbria, Italy © Google Maps
Infuriating, Alesia decided—that’s what he was. If Marco thought he could march into the trattoria and tell her how to run things, he had another thing coming. Co-manager. This was a bad idea, and it was not going to work.
Tomorrow when she got to work, she was going to tell him exactly what she thought of him. She was going to look straight into those green eyes of his and tell him—well, it was hard to know where to begin, he was so infuriating.
She tried to picture it—facing him. Marco and those eyes. Those eyes the very color of a mountain pool. One of those still and inviting pools where one wanted nothing more than to strip naked and dive in. So, when she saw him tomorrow, she was going to tell him—wait a minute, what was she going to tell him?
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This has been an edition of What Pegman Saw. To read more stories inspired by the prompt, click here.
Terni, Italy is the birthplace of St. Valentine, so I couldn’t resist doing a love story of sorts. Although this poor signorina seems stung by cupid’s arrow. I can’t say for sure if it’ll wind up being a love story or not!
About the photo: Funny thing happened on the way to writing my story. The original version had her huffing and pedaling her bike up this quaint cobbled byway, but it got cut. I thought about finding a trattoria photo to use instead, but I can’t help but love this picture. I’d love to be there now!
k. Rawson 
I love this. The umbrage and passion are only a degree away from one another. You really get a picture of both the people. Well done!
I also like that you can see Enzo’s scooter down the alley in this photograph, a love story of a different sort.
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It sure looks like it! Looks like love is blooming everywhere in Terni. Although it may all be unrequited…. Thanks for reading.
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Something about green eyes and stripping naked I think.
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I’m afraid you’re right. Thanks for reading, James.
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Wow! Sexy, romantic story, Karen. You really nailed the pace for this one!
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Thanks Penny, glad you liked it!
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Uh oh. I think Marco has the advantage in any negotiations. Maybe she should discuss things via text? Loved the mixed feelings in this. You played it out perfectly.
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Thanks so much. I think you make a great suggestion for her to talk via text. But she may already be past reason.
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“Many a man who fell in love with a dimple, made the mistake of marrying the whole girl.” – Mark Twain, I believe.
Scott
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Ah, I’ve never heard that one, but mayhap it’s true in this case! Thanks for reading, Scott.
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You are, indeed, welcome!
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Perhaps she should close her eyes before she gives him an earful 😀 A perfectly believable scenario and I too loved the street view 🙂
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Ha, she’s never going to give him a piece of her mind while she’s staring dreamily into his “mountain pool” eyes 🙂
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Haha I have a feeling you’re right! Thanks for reading.
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I love this story – the heroine’s inner monologue, melting from resolution, in subtle stages. When she says his eyes the very colour of a mountain pool, you know she’s done for !
So sensitively observed, told only through her inner voice. Great.
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🙂 Thank you so much!
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