Chapter 41 A True Union

• The air between them grew thick, heavy with heat and tension, as if each droplet of water running down their bodies only intensified what had already burned within.
• Their breaths mingled, erratic, caught between their closeness and the silence.
• Vincenzo brought his hand to the nape of Vittoria’s neck without waiting for answers. His fingers wove through her wet hair with conviction, pulling her closer, as if he couldn’t bear even a millimeter of distance.