Chapter 19
After three days, Beau discharged Romy, and Blue immediately whisked her onto his private jet and flew them both to Italy. As she stepped out into the mild Italian winter and felt the sun on her skin, Romy sighed happily. “Yeah, this is what I needed.” She smiled at Blue, who was loading their cases into the big hire car. She loved that rich as he was, Blue preferred to do things himself rather than hire a staff.
He drove them through the Tuscan countryside, past olive groves, vineyards and avenues of cypress trees until he pointed out a large villa on top of a hill. “There it is.”
Romy saw a terracotta-colored stone villa nestled into the hill and as they approached she sighed. “God, it’s beautiful.”
“And ours,” Blue grinned at her surprise. “Merry Christmas, baby.”
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