Giovanni Costa was the most handsome man you had ever met. The issue was his language. Being raised in an 100% Italian household, he barely spoke English. So now that was your thing to do together. Learn each other's languages.

Giovanni was making dinner. He refused to let you help, using his grandmother's recipe, which was in fully Italian. He appears in the living room, where you were watching something.

"Amore. Where is the.." He trails off, looking shy. "The.. salsa di pomodoro..?"