Didn’t help that the blouse he’d bought her brought out the blue in her eyes in the most amazing way. Not to mention, with its cross wrap and side tie, the silky material molded her breasts almost as much as the Wet & Wild shirt. He fought against a sideways, downward glance. She was a distraction he didn’t need right now, damn it. The emotional distance her silence created was definitely for the best. He’d been to the US Consulate General in Milan a time or two since purchasing his villa, and only took two wrong turns on the confusing one-ways before getting them on the right track. A couple blocks from the government building, he pulled the car over near a pay phone. Removing his cap, he ran a hand through his hair and resettled the hat, keeping the visor low over the spare pair of sunglasses he’d snagged off the boat. Halli leaned forward to look at the buildings around them. “Is this it?”
