When I head downstairs to go for a run the next morning, Matteo is waiting for me in the lobby. I'm not going to lie, it kind of throws me off. Being around all the gorgeousness isn't easy. It takes some getting used to, and I'm not there yet. He makes me feel self-conscious and awkward in a way I've never experienced before. He has this way of watching me that sets my already frayed nerves on edge. I feel tongue-tied when we're together.

I don't think we've exchanged more than a ...