Swallowing, he made an odd sound in his throat.“You know you really shouldn’t do that,” he murmured.
It was her turn to blink.“Do what?”
“Act like you want me to...to kiss you,” he whispered.
Her eyes widening with shock, Vittoria was about to put voice to a protest but was saved from doing so when a man’s voice sounded from behind David.
“Ho già interrotto un bacio qui oggi, e non vorrei farlo di nuovo.”I’ve already interrupted one kiss in here today, and I shouldn’t wish to do it again.
David jerked sideways at the same moment Vittoria took a step back, her skirts flattening against the wall.She was quick to recover, though, dipping a deep curtsy at the same moment David determined their interloper was a priest.He bowed.
“Non l'avrei permesso, padre,” she said.I would not have allowed it, Father.
The priest glanced between David and Vittoria.“Desideri confessare i tuoi peccati?”Do you wish to confess your sins?
“No,Padre.Grazie,” David replied.He offered his arm to Vittoria.“Stavamo semplicemente ammirando la vostra chiesa.”We were merely admiring your church.
Nodding, the priest stepped away and made his way further into the rotunda.
David leaned closer to Vittoria, his lips entirely too close to her ear.“I wonder who he caught kissing in here earlier,” he murmured.“Terribly cheeky of whomever it was,” he added with an arched brow.
Vittoria shivered when his breath washed over her cheek.She gave him a quelling glance, though.“No one we know, I am quite certain,” she replied, although her attention was on her mind’s eye.
She was fairly sure it wasZiaArmenia she had seen on the arm of a man she recognized from her come-out ball the night before.The two had departed the Pantheon whilst their party was still in the piazza, their attentions on the obelisk, the fountain, and the temple’s façade.Would they have kissed inside the Pantheon, though?
Perhaps she would have to ask during that night’s dinner.
