*Leo*

From the mild cold of Italy, stepping back into the dry heat of California felt like going from an ice box into a desert. Bianca and I took it pretty well as we finally got back to the compound here in LA.

As much as I loved Bianca’s family and loved being in Italy again, LA would always be my home. Where I grew up and the place I’d made a name for myself. There was nowhere else I considered home.

“Home sweet home,” Bianca said tiredly as we got ...