Chapter 13
Gio
Marissa and I walk along the shoreline in the morning with steaming lattes. The air is chilly but the sun is strong, glinting off the waves in streaks of silver.
Everything I’ve done in my life—all the good things, at least—I want to do over with Marissa at my side.
I want to take her to Vegas and show her the Bellissimo. I want to take her to Sicily and show her the Old Country. I want to bring her to all the nicest restaurants. All the beautiful beaches. All the amazing sights this world has to offer.
For now, I’ll settle for a walk along Lake Michigan.
I lace my fingers through hers, enjoying the ease between us. The warmth in my body from just having her beneath me. From taking her again against the shower wall afterward.
The image of her prancing around my kitche
