Post by Francesco A. Jameson on Apr 8, 2012 17:30:50 GMT 2
Francesco was happy to be home again. Italy was where he head been born and raised, and now he was going to be sharing it with the love of his life and his son. So maybe the ideal would have been alone, no connections, nothing, but he couldn't see his life without Jesse any more. His family had even approved of the male, which was a relief, seeing that his life was complicated enough as is. Being in Italy was bad enough as it was, especially with his daughter's mother now on his case again. He had arranged that he take Francesca once he was settled in and had told Jesse, but that hadn't been good enough. No, the girl had to come within the week, and now he was scared that Jesse was going to leave him once he found out. Just because Francesco had accepted Tom, didn't mean that Jesse would accept his daughter.
Francesco had promised his Nonna or grandmother that Jesse and Tom would stay a week longer so she could continue fattening them up on her Italian dishes. His food couldn't compare with hers, but it was just wholesome. The house was pretty simple. Four bedrooms, one study, a large kitchen and living room plus a den and three bathrooms. The large garden was an added bonus. At the moment Boss was running around like a mad thing and Tulip was reclining on one of the chairs. He checked the time and grinned. Soon he would be having Jesse with him again. Francesco had arranged everything. From the transport from the airport, to Jesse's horses being settled in. So he would start dinner and wait in anticipation for the curly haired male.
Unpacking the groceries, he started with the quail. It was a tender bird, and had to be cooked slowly. For Tom he would be making pasta, but he wanted something fancier for Jesse. The birds were stuffed with a rosemary and wild rice stuffing that he had made in the afternoon. He would add a tossed green salad as a side dish and for dessert it would a normal pecan nut ice cream with chocolate sauce.
