Kit hovered outside Luca's front door with a bottle of Chardonnay in one hand and the other poised to knock. She hesitated and gnawed on her bottom lip gently. This 'date' made her feel more nervous than she was comfortable with, even if they'd be discussing charity work.

She had to begrudgingly admit that his charity gala had been amazing; the kind of event she'd want to throw one day. The cause was surprising, she never would have pegged him as someone who thought of others. ...