*Olivia*
Holy s**t! I thought, leaning against my bedroom door when I was safely inside. If I thought Giovani was hot when we first met, it didn't compare to the way I viewed him now. He wasn't just incredibly bangable. He was smart and kind, and his deep, rich laugh left me breathless.
The entire time we were talking, all I could think of was climbing into his lap and pulling other sounds out of him. Maybe I'd misread the signs, but I couldn't imagine he would mind much. Maybe it was just his Italian nature, but it really seemed like he'd been flirting with me.
I dragged myself to the large bed, collapsing on top of it in a heap. As tired as I felt physically, my brain was lit up anew with thoughts of the sexy man on the other side of the villa. Actually, I realized I had no idea where
