“The loud banging on Himari’s door could only be one person, only one person in the world knocked like that, her neighbor Filippo ben Vincente. “I am not home,” Himari yelled, refusing to leave her nest on the couch. “I have your favorite… amaretti. Still warm from the oven,” Filippo coaxed. Himari looked at the junk food wrappers scattered on the coffee table and thought about her empty kitchen. Filippo’s cookies were divine. “Make me a cappuccino, too?” “Yes, I make you two cappuccino. Come on.” Himari rolled her eyes. She stopped correcting his English, especially when she found it charming. Shuffling to the door, she pulled it open and gave him a reluctant smile. He threw up his hands and said, “Mamma Mia, look at you, eh? What is this you are wearing? It’s the same clothes since two days ago, and they were disgusting then.” “Shut up and give me cookies.” Himari moved past him, seeing his studio door ajar.” Broken HeartedFriends To Lovers RomanceNeighbors Romance Book:M3-The Outsiders Source: M3-The Outsiders