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familiar with his brother.
    “Va bene. Vino, er, wine Ava?” Enzo asks , switching back to English. I start to speak when Enzo waves his hands and turns back to his brother.
    “Chianti per favore.”
    His brother nods and leaves us.
    “I don’t know if I should have any more wine after this morning.” I frown.
    “A little wine will be okay. You’ve adjust ed to the heat now. Just sip it.” He grins.
    I nod. A silent moment passes.
    “I like hearing you speak Italian.” I blurt out.
    That was smooth Ava.
    He looks at me, and I feel all squishy inside like I’ve never been on a date before.
    Y ou’re not on a date now , remember ? Be polite but stop flirting.
    “So you like the Italian language?”
    “Well , I like what I just heard. It’s beautiful. Sexy even.”
    Cut it out Ava.
    “Yes Ava, it is beautiful.”
    So are you Enzo. He could talk about dog shit and I would think it was hot.
    What are you doing here Ava? How can you keep a man like this interested? What do you have in common? He’s rich, devastatingly handsome, mature, established. You’re a girl stuck in mid-flight. What would he possibly want with you?
    “What are you thinking Ava?”
    I shake my head and… oh no! My parents! I forgot to call. I dig my cell phone out of my handbag , panicked. Eight missed calls, four voicemails. Shit ! I never turned it back on after the flight.
    “I forgot to call my parents. Give me a minute okay?” I step away from the table into the courtyard.
    “Dammit Ava, we’ve been worried sick! We called the airport and the apartment office. They said you came and got your key, but that was it. Where were you?” My dad is so mad, and I don’t blame him.
    “Daddy I’m sorry. I forgot to turn my phone on after the flight.” Something tells me I shouldn’t fill in the rest of the day.
    “How could you forget?” 
    “I just got caught up dad, sorry. I’m fine really.”
    Softening, he says, “Okay Ava , just don’t do that again. As it is your mom’s a mess.”
    “I know. Can I say hi?”
    “Ava?”
    “Hi mom. I’m sorry I made you worry.” My mom has been high-strung and prone to crying jags since I announced I was moving.
    “Are you okay?” She asks.
    “Yes, just grabbing a bite to eat.” I look at Enzo, who sits comfortably waiting for me . He’s so handsome, he looks like he is part of the scenery.
    “Tell dad I love him. Love you too.” I hang up and walk back to the table. Enzo’s eyes are on me the entire time.
    “Everything alright?” He asks.
    “Yes. My parents worry. I’m an only child, and I’ve never moved away before.”
    He nods. “Have some wine. Dinner will be here soon. Then I’ll get you back to your room.” He pauses. “To sleep.”
    He knows he’s messing with me doesn’t he? I sit back in my chair and try to relax. I take a sip of wine. It’s smooth and rich. Just like my dining companion.
    “So, Ava. Did you move here for a specific reason?”
    I look up and feel flustered when my eyes meet his. “I always have a reason for the things I do.”
    He smiles. “Yes, I would imagine you do. Are you going to tell me the reason or do I have to coax it out of you?”
    His tone shifted to pure seduction, and I feel a little flutter in my stomach. “I needed a change. This seemed like a good place for it.”
    “ Interesting. Tell me, do you have a man in your life?”
    I almost spit my wine across the room.
    My heartbeat quickens. “No, I don’t.” I don’t elaborate. I have no idea what else to say.
    He sits back in his chair , blue eyes surveying me, saying nothing. A hundred years pass or so it seems before he opens his delectable mouth.
    “That’s a shame.”
    What? Is that a compliment? Or an offer? I’m clueless. Enzo pours himself another glass of wine and grins.
    “Is it?” I ask.
    “Well yes, a beautiful woman like yourself should be fucked nightly. But e very day is a new opportunity, no?”
    My body prickles with heat like I just walked into