Pietro: My Love

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Pietro: My Love

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Pietro: My Love

Book by: mmmmgraw

Genre: Young Adult

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Genre: Young Adult

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Summary

Elsie, an American teenager, is spending the summer in France with her grandmother when she meets and falls in love with a mysterious young man named Pietro. After they are engaged to be married, however, Pietro's handsome brother Clyde moves in with the young couple. Will Elsie be able to resist Clyde's southern charm until her wedding day?

Summary

Elsie, an American teenager, is spending the summer in France with her grandmother when she meets and falls in love with a mysterious young man named Pietro. After they are engaged to be married, however, Pietro's handsome brother Clyde moves in with the young couple. Will Elsie be able to resist Clyde's southern charm until her wedding day?

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Submitted: May 22, 2013

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I was not pleased at all. I really didn't want to meet her, but it seemed like a necessity. Maybe I could learn from my boyfriend's first lover. I tapped my feet nervously, but Pietro smiled contently. He seemed rather odd about this visit. He kept my hand safely tucked beneath his as we waited outside her apartment. His knock was delicate and quick. The door slowly crept open to reveal a gorgeous middle-aged woman in a red silk robe. Her eyes were naked but still narrow and seductive, and her teased long brown hair framed her petit shoulder and blooming chest. I shuffled gently in insecurity. Her big pout lips formed a smile, and her tall figure rustled to the side to let us in. Pietro briefly let go of my sweaty hand to peck the woman's lips. My pulse quickened, but I reminded myself that it was just pure street tradition. The woman regarded me slowly before unleashing a river of slushing French words. I smiled uneasily.

"I speak English," I said quietly.

Her and Pietro laughed.

"Of course! Come, come! Let's have some food," the woman implored us before retreating to the kitchen.

Pietro's hand reattached itself to mine and pulled a reluctant moi to the living room. With a grimace, I followed.


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