THREE MONTHS LATER

VENICE, ITALY

POV DESMOND

"Would you like some more wine, husband?" Nathaniel asked me. I nodded, my lips curling into a smile. I held out my glass and Nathaniel poured the rest of the bottle. It had only been three months since our arrival, but I was still soaking up everything to do with Italy. Especially their selections of wine.

Thomas's collection paled in comparison to what Nathaniel got for us every night. Even the food tasted better here. It ...