I stood waiting for the boat to arrive and couldn’t get over how amazing the view was. I could see why it was so popular. The temperature had dropped a little, and I was starting to feel cold. If Luca were there with me, he would have been insisting I wear his jacket and squeezing my shoulders. Things had been so much better between us since we put the other nonsense behind us. I wished he was there with me; it would’ve been nice to have had some support for whatever happened next.
The temperature only dropped further once we were out on the water. I wished I had been wearing a jumper when I made my swift exit from the vineyard. I knew I needed to try to pick something warm up. I stood at the front of the ferry looking down into the water as it magically parted around the boat.
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