And it could have been forever. Her heart clenched at the loss.
She detected a glint in his eye—or was it the flicker of candlelight? Feeling self-conscious, she ran a hand across her wayward hair.
Her body was burning with heat, though not from exertion. She would never forget what it felt like to be in his arms. One moment they had been blending wine in the cave, and then, in the blink of an eye, their lives changed.
Caterina drew a sip of wine, recalling the day that altered the course of their future.
They were in the cave testing wine. She had tasted a blended wine and let it flow over her tongue. “This is exactly what’s been missing,” she had said, her voice dropping a notch.
“It is, isn’t it?” Santo had brought her hand up to his face.
She opened her palm to him, and he presse
