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“Sure.” I slip off my glasses. “What would you like to know?”
She toes the carpet before replying, “I love you. How do I say I love you?”
I remain calm, understanding her sudden nerves. “Ti amo.”
She nods and mimes the words as if trying to get her tongue around them. With a deep breath, she locks her eyes with mine. “Ti amo. Ti amo, Dixon.”
The phrase has never sounded sweeter.
Standing, I walk over to her. “E ti amo, Madison.”
I’ve never seen her happier than right now. “Maybe you could teach me another?”
“Of course. What would you like to know?” I ask, brushing back her hair.
When she toys with her bottom lip, I know what she’s thinking. “Where’s the nearest drugstore?”
With a smirk, I reply the only way I can. “Non abbastanza vicino.”
Not close enough.
It’s our last night in Rome. Although I’m sad to leave, thinking back over my time here, I don’t regret a thing.
This trip has been one of many indulgences—food, wine, sights, and sex. I never in a million years thought I could add sex to that list, but thanks to Dixon, I can.
The night we made love was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. An act I had been so afraid of ended up feeling entirely heartfelt and pure. I’ll never forget what Dylan did to me. It’s a part of who I am. But every time I feel Dixon inside me, the ugliness and fear is replaced with nothing but love.
The last couple of days, however, I’ve noticed Dixon has been a little off. Every time his phone chirps, I watch him hold hisbreath, only letting it out once he checks who’s on the other end. I’m guessing he’s anxious to go back to work, as I know he’ll be busy preparing for the awards ceremony. Or maybe he just doesn’t want to leave this paradise behind either.
Whatever the reason, I’m going to make our last night here as memorable as possible.
We’ve decided to eat in and call it an early night as we have a 10 a.m. flight tomorrow morning. Taking yet another photo of the Italian countryside I so love, I quickly post it on my Facebook page, as Mary has been living vicariously through me.
We’ve done everything I could have ever asked for and then some. We’ve visited every church, ruin, and museum there is to see in Rome because Dixon didn’t want me to miss a thing. My favorite experience of all, however, was taking one special photo in front of the Trevi Fountain. My profile picture is currently that photograph, and it’s of Dixon kissing me tenderly, his hand cupping my cheek.
I have so many incredible photos to look back on and remind me of a time I’ll never forget. But now, it’s time to make new memories.
I straighten out my red dress and fasten my hair into a high ponytail. After applying a light shade of lipstick and adjusting my beautiful pendant, I’m ready to go. I bounce down the stairs and find Dixon in the living room watching TV. He looks up and smiles when he sees me.
“You look beautiful.”
“Thank you.” I lounge down on the sofa next to him, curling my feet underneath me. “What are you watching?” I ask, looking at some movie flickering on the screen.
“Nothing really,” he replies, passing me the remote.
That heavy feeling is back, and I don’t know why. “Is everything all right? You look…sad?” I settle for, as I can’t pinpoint what’s wrong. I just know something isn’t right.
Dixon sighs, confirming my suspicions. “I suppose I am a little sad. I’ve had such a wonderful time. I really don’t want to leave.”
“I know, but we have to.”
“Do we?” he unexpectedly asks, turning to look at me.
I smile, thinking he’s joking around. But when he continues staring at me seriously, I know he’s not kidding. “You really want to stay? What about work? Your home? Your friends?”
He shrugs, gently reaching out to touch my cheek. “They’re all things that can be found here.”
“You’re serious?” I ask incredulously.
