Novel & Cerita The Water's Edge At Giovanni's

A family, bound by love. I watched, my heart aching and then I gasped awake when I felt someone move in the room. Giovanni stood before me, a towel draped over his broad shoulders. Water droplets glistened on his skin, remnants of a recent shower. His hair, damp and tousled, framed his face in a way that made my heart skip a beat. "Hey," he said, a small smile playing on his lips. "I got here as soon as I received your mindlink. Are you alright, baby?"

Vincent picks up his phone and sees a text from Gio. Gio: The hills have eyes. That code for, I need to see you up on the hill behind the house. Vincent gets up, I get dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, puts his Nikes on, grabs his phone and car keys kisses Chanel on the cheek and leaves. He goes downstairs, gets into his Range Rover, and drives up the hill, he finds Gio leaning against his car looking down at the lake. "Grazie per essere venuto," Gio says not looking away from the lake.

Sliding open the large door separating the winter garden from the terrace, Domenico steps out, inviting all others to join him. As we are still standing at the entrance of the winter garden, I can’t see the terrace or the view, nor can I see the whirlpool. All I can see is the steam rising from the hot water. “Do you want to go too?” Giovanni’s deep voice releases me from my staring into the void. “I didn’t bring a bathing suit,” I whisper absentmindedly, hearing him chuckle behind me. “There’s no need-” “I know,” I hiss, interrupting him. “I’m not that naive.”