“Oh, you still want kisses?” she teased, eyes alight. She hung on his arm, laughing and happy, while the crowd celebrated below them. “Of course I’ll be your New Year’s kiss, Pietro.”
“Oh, you still want kisses?” she teased, eyes alight. She hung on his arm, laughing and happy, while the crowd celebrated below them. “Of course I’ll be your New Year’s kiss, Pietro.”