Emiliano

My lips quirked. “Would you like it to be a date?” The thought of having this stunning, strong woman on my arm brought life back to my tired body.

Isabella nibbled on her plump lower lip. “Is it safe?”

I nodded. “You’re safe with me, Isabella.”

“My parents wouldn’t approve.”

“Then we’ll call it a tour. You just said you wanted to see more places. I’m simply at your service.”

“Horace will come?”

“I ...