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Josie is avoiding my stare. I like that. She isn’t full of self-important vanity like other girls in my industry.

God, am I starting to actually like the barista?

How very much unlike me.

As if to retreat from the sudden realization, I perk up and march toward the ensuite.

“My turn for a shower,” I announce boldly.

“Okay, sure.”

Josie just stands by the living room chairs, looking lost and tiny.

“Make yourself at home,” I command her. “This is our home now. We’ll be staying here for some time, so make yourself comfortable.”

“We’re staying here together?” she asks. “Just us?”

I pull off my shirt, revealing my muscles. I notice Josie’s eyes instinctively wander down my toned body as I start to strip...

“Yes,” I reply to the girl. “We’re staying here together.”

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JOSIE

So. This will be our home.

This hotel suite… this incredible place in the heart of this old, small Italian city.

Victor does certainly live a charmed life if this is his usual haunt.

On the limo ride over here, through the windy streets and the cobblestone paths past the medieval churches, I just kept repeating one mantra over and over in my head.

I’m in Italy with the biggest movie star on the planet.

The same man who is unafraid to strip down in front of me...

Once Victor is safely heading for the ensuite shower, I take my chance and skip out onto the balcony. I have to say, the view out here is just... astonishing. I’m looking out over the old city. There are a few bell towers at the same height as the hotel, but other than that, we dominate the skyline. Red spires of a cathedral rise over the central plaza. A famous stone bridge spans over the river that runs through the middle of the city. The sun is starting to dip below the horizon.

This is not America, and this is definitely not Crystal River.

And then I remember...

Oh. Crap.

I forgot my hair tie in the ensuite. I spin my head around to face the bedroom door. Victor was still getting ready to go in the shower. Surely it’ll be okay if I just knock...

I head toward the massive bedroom. The door is open slightly, so I reckon it’s okay if I just slowly announce my presence...

I peep through the crack.

And it’s already too late.

I see Victor.

He’s standing in the middle of the room, and then he starts to walk toward the ensuite.

And he’s naked. Not just topless anymore, but full-on stark bare.

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