What happens when you meet the right guy at the wrong time?
When Vincent Alesi’s estranged father dies, he gets on the first plane from New York city to Rome to be at the memorial service. Even if he has to max out his credit card. Even if he hates the man for leaving him. Even if it’s a day before Christmas.
Everything that can go wrong does go wrong, and Vin ends up trusting a complete stranger with all his secrets, even the ones he didn't know he had.
Luca Romano’s job as a flight attendant takes him all over the world. But a jet-setting lifestyle is not what he wants. His dream of opening his own restaurant is being placed on hold over circumstances beyond his control.
Timing is everything...
When Vin bursts into Luca’s life, both men fall fast and hard. But their lives, their dreams, even the cities they live in couldn’t be more different.
Their few days together in Rome are romantic, emotionally intense, and leave them both wanting more.
Can a fleeting love affair change their lives forever?
Maria spoke before Vin had a chance to. “I don’t know why he did it, any of it. Maybe he hated people seeing him this way, I don't know. But I know he cared about you, in his own way. I’m not trying to justify anything he did, and if you want to keep hating him nobody will hold it against you.”
“I don’t hate him,” Vin blurted out. “I never did. I thought I did, wished I did, but I was mostly angry at him.” Vin studied his coffee cup intently, not meeting his aunt’s eyes. “I’d have given anything to spend a single day with him,” he said softly.
It was Maria who stood up and came to Vin, sitting down on the couch next to him and wrapping a slender arm around his shoulders. She said something in his ear, too low for Luca to hear, but he saw Vin nodding.
The tone of the meeting changed after that. Vin asked a lot more questions, but more to do with getting to know his dad then the reasons why he’d chosen not to be a part of his life. Maria brought out several photo albums, telling Vin stories about Antonio, making Vin smile. He held Luca’s hand, pulling him closer, squeezing his fingers from time to time to reassure himself.
Luca was more than happy to provide the quiet support Vin needed. From the moment he’d laid eyes on him in that elevator, Luca’d hated the air of misery surrounding Vin, and he’d hated it even more today. But hearing Vin’s laughter made the weight on his chest lift, letting him breathe easier.
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Hi, my name is Teodora and I live in London with my husband and my son. I've been writing ever since I can remember, but it became my full time job a few years ago when I decided that everything else I've tried bores me to death and I have to do what I've always wanted to do, but never had the guts to fully embrace. I've been a journalist, an editor, a personal assistant and an interior designer among other things, but as soon as the novelty of the new, exciting job wears off, I always go back to writing. Being twitchy, impatient, loud and hasty are not qualities that help a writer, because I have to sit alone, preferably still, and write for most of the day, but I absolutely love it. It's the only time that I'm truly at peace and the only thing I can do for more than ten minutes at a time - my son has a bigger attention span than me.
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