Page 120 of Sicilian Sunset


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“The island is shaped like a moon crescent,” Tiero explains. “We anchored in the crescent’s belly where the boat is protected from the weather.”

“Is the boat staying here?”

“No, they’ll go out to sea and return for us on Saturday. They’ll be close by should we need to leave earlier.”

“Are you telling me we’ll be on this island without your security team?” I ask, hopeful of being completely alone with him.

“I wish… Santino and Alonso will stay there. But don’t worry, we won’t see them. Their huts are on the opposite side. They’re under strict orders not to disturb us.”

“How big is this island of yours?” I ask as I let my eyes wander over the sandy beach with a backdrop of green, leafy trees. A large section of it has been cleared, and a large hut-style house with an enormous swimming pool glistening in the sun is snuggled into the landscape.

“Not very big… you can walk around it in two hours.”

“That’s bigger than mine,” I tease as I follow Tiero down to the lower deck.

Three jet skies are awaiting us. Tiero mounts one and holds out his hand for me to climb behind him. I wrap my arms tightly around his waist.

I’ve never been on one of these before. How exciting!

Santino and Alonso climb on the others and immediately race towards the shore. I watch Giuseppe, the skipper, and Mario as they lug our bags and other supplies into a smaller vessel. I assume one of them will take everything to the island and set it up for us.

The roar of the engine brings my attention back to Tiero as we fly over the water. My heart is racing at the same speed.

We head straight towards the island, but before we reach it, Tiero makes a sharp right, and we glide alongside the shoreline.

“Let me show you my island. Let’s go around,” Tiero yells over the noise of the jet ski.

He slows a little so I can take in the views. There are a lot of beaches and a lot more trees.

Before too long, we’re on the opposite side of the island, and through the trees, I can make out a few huts spread evenly along. This must be where the others are staying.

A few minutes later, we’re back to where we started, and this time Tiero drives up onto the sand. I hop off. My feet hit the water—it’s refreshingly cool. The heat of the day is in full force and has me sweating. I can’t wait to dive in to cool off.

“I assume there’s going to be enough food and water for a few days?” The thought of being stranded here without provisions suddenly strikes me.

Tiero laughs. “Of course, princess. I had the kitchen fully stocked. We could stay here for weeks if we wanted to and not run out. And if anything is missing, we can have it flown in. There’s a heliport on the island.”

Of course, there’s a spot for a helicopter to land. How silly of me to think otherwise.

I guess he needs it in case something important comes up, and he hasn’t got hours to travel back.

We walk up a wide path towards his dwelling.

Still on the beach and off to one side sits a cabana-style hut in the same design as the main house. Under its roof is a large, comfy-looking daybed with mosquito nets hanging from all four corners. Despite being tied together with azure blue ribbons, the fabric dances playfully in the breeze. An array of cushions, all in hues of blue, is scattered across the head of the bed, and I just want to throw myself on it.

Could this be any more perfect?

A bed by the sea on a private beach on a secluded private island is what my vacation dreams are made of from now on.

I want to squeal with delight but settle for bouncing on the spot instead.

This is the perfect little getaway.

I can understand why Tiero loves coming here.

I pull out my phone and have Tiero pose for me halfway to the house. Rhia will be so jealous when she sees this.

The house is the ideal size, though it’s a lot smaller than I expected. Given his personality, I pictured Tiero with something grand and impressive.

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