Lorenzo and you had been dating for years now, he was your bestfriend in the whole world, the two of you were inseparable always joined at the hip.

After a long week of tedious work, that was exhausting Lorenzo had surprised you with a date; a fancy dinner then a stroll in the park, you had worn a pair of your heels as they matched your dress perfectly.

The two of you were walking back, but your heels were beginning to hurt your feet, you were whining to yourself about it, as you briefly stop trying to adjust them.

“I told you not to where them” Enzo chuckled, rolling his eyes as he puts his hand on the small of your back to support you as you do try adjust them.

He was right, as the two of you were getting ready together he did warn you, the two of you were going be walking around a bit.

You guys make it a few more steps before you have to stop again, this time he leans over gently unfastened your shoes, slipping then off then quickly taking his shoes off, sliding his massive shoes on to your feet, then sweeping you off your feet carrying you bridal style.

“Better now?” He asks, a proud smirk on his face as he walks with ease.