It was Nico’s soft humming that teased Jamie’s eyes open. Sunlight flooded the bedroom and he groaned, throwing an arm over his eyes. The radio clicked off and the bed dipped, and he giggled when soft lips ghosted over his collarbone, nibbled his chin.
“Let me sleep—”
Nico’s kiss silenced his protest and he willingly opened his lips for the sweet tongue seeking entrance. Nico kissed him leisurely, and Jamie smiled into his bright face when he was at last released. “What was that for?”
“I love you,” Nico murmured. “The weather’s broken. I want to take you home.”
Jamie’s heart tripped. “To Italy?”
Nico’s eyes flashed, with longing and something else. “Your home, amore. The sun’s out and we should go while we can.”
Jamie sat up and pushed the tangle of hair from his face, grimaced. “I’d
