When he finally released her from his kiss, she was breathless and heavy-lidded, “Alessandro, keep it up and we’ll be christening a house we don’t own yet.”
His laugh was low and throaty, “considering the real estate agent is somewhere on the grounds we should reign ourselves in I expect.” He lifted her down off the rail and took her hands in his. “Well, my love, are we buying a house?”
“Yes,” she said unequivocal in her confidence. “We are buying a house but we’re going to turn it into our home.”
He spun her around in his arms and laughed happily, “I’m so glad to hear this. Come, I want to show you something else on the grounds.”
He led her back through the house and then out the sliding doors into the backyard, he paused, “I think I would like to have this whole wall made of glass so
