Emma’s POV:
For one blissful week, everything was perfect. I had texted my mom to update her, cashed in my paid leave at work, and I didn’t have to worry about school starting back up again until January. I had nothing to worry about.
So I put my life on hold, and I allowed myself to be swept up in the whirlwind that was Matteo Dellucci.
He took me to historical land sites, to tourist attractions, popular restaurants, bars, clubs. He took me to the beach, and when I’d flushed with embarrassment and told him I didn’t know how to swim, he hadn’t so much as batted an eye. He just said he would teach me, and that’s exactly what he did. Patiently, playfully, never once making me feel awkward.
We walked through the streets of Mexico, eating corn on the cob, talking and laughing, just an o
