Matteo POV
“Thank you, Stacy,” Matteo said as she brought him and Johnny’s Starbucks order. He couldn’t help but notice how much more appropriate her outfit was today—no more tight skirts or plunging necklines that had gotten under his skin last week. It was a relief to see her dressed more professionally.
“Oeeh, my pumpkin spice latte,” Johnny exclaimed, excitedly taking his foam cup from the holder.
“Really, a pumpkin spice latte? What are you, a basic white girl?” Matteo scoffed, rolling his eyes. Matteo absolutely despised Starbucks coffee and only ever ordered an espresso, but Johnny was all about the special flavors.
“You know, I’m surprised you even let me order there,” Johnny began. Matteo usually had Stacy pick up their coffee at an authentic Italian café down the street, whe
