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Jorgie hadn’t realized Quint had been inching his body closer, but now she felt his thigh pressed against hers and his hand had slipped from her shoulders to her waist. He was reaching up with his other hand to gently stroke her cheek.

He gazed into her eyes. He was going to kiss her. She should move. But Jorgie was caught up in the moment. By the singing gondolier, by the Grand Canal, by the full moon rising over the Venetian sky, by the dark water and the summer breeze and Quint, Quint, Quint.

Slowly she closed her eyes, puckered her lips and waited. And when his mouth touched hers, she understood the true appeal of Casanova.

He made a woman feel cherished and adored.