Flashback to four years ago
The car came to a stop in front of one of the Hilton family vacation home in Italy. "We are finally here," I announced as I got down, going over to open the door for Taylor so she can also get down. She glanced at the house and then back at me, slowly biting down on her red lower lips to stop herself from blushing any further.
"We are staying here?" she asked, her voice quiet.
"Yes." The house belonged to the family. It was the closest to Rome International airport where we had landed in. "Prendi i bagagli a Ferdinando e chiama Lucia, dille che Keenan ha casaTake (the bags in Ferdinand and call Lucia, tell her Keenan has home.)" I gave the instructions to the driver and he nodded and went into the house with our bags and I turned again to Taylor who was now f
