Chapter 33

• The soft tracing of fingertips down my arm is what pulled me from sleep the next morning. I stirred for a moment, stopping when I realized where I was asmy eyes opened to the high ceilings of Luca's bedroom.
• Rolling over on my side, I felt Luca's hard body fill the space behind me, spooning me. His arm wrapped around my waist and tucked itself under me.
• "Buongiorno, amore," he whispered, his breath fanning against the nook of my shoulder.