HER PERFECT ROMAN HOLIDAY
A Roman reunion isn't on Kate Westbrook's itinerary when she arrives in Italy. After all, she's flying solo on the vacation she'd hoped to share with her soon-to-be-ex. But when Kate tosses a coin into the Trevi Fountain, her deepest wish—a second chance with her gorgeous pilot husband—might come true…
Travis knows his dangerous missions broke up his marriage, but he's determined to win back his wife. How can Kate resist the magic and moonlight of Venice, followed by a passionate interlude in a sun-drenched Tuscan villa? Now, instead of dodging missiles, Travis faces a far more daunting challenge: proving to the woman he adores that their love is as enduring as the Eternal City itself.
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As an Air Force officer, Merline Lovelace served at bases all over the world. When she hung up her uniform for the last time, she combined her love of adventure with a flare for storytelling. She's now produced more than 100 action-packed novels. Over twelve million copies of her works are in print in 30 countries. Named Oklahoma’s Writer of the Year and Female Veteran of the Year, Merline is also a recipient of Romance Writers of America’s prestigious Rita Award.
"Cm'on, Kate. We have to do it."
"No, we don't."
Katherine Elizabeth Westbrook—Kate to the two friends tugging her through the crowd lined up at one of Rome's most famous landmarks—dragged her feet. The water spouting from the Trevi Fountain's gloriously baroque sculptures glistened in the late August sunshine, but Kate had no inclination to participate in the time-honored tradition of tossing a coin in the sparkling pool.
"This is too touristy for words."
"No, it's not." Vivacious, auburn-haired Dawn Mc-Gill dismissed Kate's protest with an airy wave. "We've talked about doing this forever."
"Remember the first time we watched Three Coins in the Fountain??"
That came from Callie Langston, the quiet one of the unbreakable triumvirate forged more than twenty years ago, when eight-year-old Kate and her family moved to the small town of Easthampton, Massachusetts.
Callie's reminder of that long-ago sleepover won a smile from Kate. "How could I forget?"
They'd been friends for years by then, all three hopeless romantics and avid movie buffs. In that particular all-night extravaganza, they'd devoured pizza and Twinkies and a gallon of triple ripple mocha fudge while bingeing on rented movie classics.
Callie had chosen the 1940 megahit The Philadelphia Story, which had the three teens drooling over a debonair Cary Grant. Dawn had opted for Audrey Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart in Sabrina, a sparkling romance that provoked laughter and tears and a burning desire to run off to Paris. Kate had gone with the 1954 version of Three Coins in the Fountain, starring Dorothy McGuire and a dreamy Louis Jourdan as a playboy Italian prince. The story of three single women finding love and adventure in Rome made all three girls vow that one day they, too, would visit the Eternal City and toss a coin in its famed fountain.
Kate had loved the movie. Then. Back when she was young and naive and stupid enough to believe in happy endings.
"The wish won't come true unless all three of us do it," the irrepressible Dawn insisted.
"That's right," Callie chimed in. "All for one…"
"…and one for all." Kate dredged up another smile. "Okay, okay! Who's got a coin I can bum?"
"Here."
Dawn thrust a euro into her friend's left hand. It was dull and tarnished and banded by a rim of brass. Soon to be replaced, Kate knew from her work at the World Bank, by a newer, shinier model.
Out with the old, in with the new.
Like her life, she thought, although her new was uncertain and her old hurt almost more than she could bear. Her fist closed around the euro while images cut through her mind like shards of jagged glass. Of Travis roaring up to her college dorm on his decrepit but much-loved Harley. Their engagement the day she'd pinned his air force pilot's wings on his uniform. The wedding two years later that Kate and her two friends had planned in such excruciating detail. The much-dreamed-of trip to Italy that she and her husband had been forced to put off repeatedly while he rotated in and out of Afghanistan and Iraq and a dozen other locales he couldn't tell her about.
The irony of it ate at Kate as she remembered the hours she'd spent planning this dream trip. She remembered, too, all the days she'd buried herself in her own work to dull her gnawing worry about her husband. And the long, empty nights she'd tossed and turned and prayed for his safe return from whatever hot spot he'd been sent to this time.
Now here they were. She and Major Travis Westbrook. In Italy! Separated by only a few hours' train ride. The sad part was that Kate hadn't even known her soon-to-be ex was operating out of the NATO base near Venice until she'd talked to his mother just before she and Dawn and Callie had left for their Roman Holiday.
Venice might lie only a few hours north of Rome, but the distance between Kate and Travis couldn't be bridged. Not now, not ever. They'd said too many painful goodbyes and spent too much time apart. They'd also grown into different people. Travis, according to the Facebook post his wife had obviously not been intended to see, more so than her.
"Make a wish," Dawn urged. "Then toss the coin over your shoulder."
"You don't have to make a wish," Callie corrected in her calm way. "It's implicit in the act. Throwing a coin in the fountain means you'll return to Rome someday."
Kate barely heard her two friends. Fist clenched, eyes squeezed shut, she let her subconscious spew out the anger and hurt that came from deep in her gut.
I wish… I wish… Dammit all to hell! I wish the bitch-whore who bragged on Facebook about having an affair with my husband would develop a world-class case of…whatever!
She flung up her arm and let fly. Not even the water gushing through the fountain's many spigots could drown out the loud thunk as the euro bounced off the basin's rim, or the amusement in the deep drawl that sounded from just behind her.
"You never could throw worth a damn, Katydid."
Her arm froze in the middle of its downward arc. Disbelief jolted through her even as something hot and wild balled in her belly. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Her frantic gaze shot to her two friends. Dawn's ferocious scowl was as telling as the mask of icy disapproval that dropped instantly over Callie's face. Kate closed her eyes. Sucked in a shuddering breath. Forced herself to turn slowly, deliberately. Her initial reaction to the first sight of her husband in more than four months was purely instinctive. Bunching her fists, she refused to yield to the all-too-familiar worry over the tired lines webbing his hazel eyes. Refused, as well, to let any trace of anger or hurt seep into her voice.
"Hello, Travis. Your mom must have told you that I finally made it to Rome."
"She did."
Those changeable green-brown eyes drifted over her face and lingered on her mouth. For an incredulous moment Kate thought he might actually try to kiss her. Flashing a warning, she took a half step back.
Dawn and Callie must have read the same intent. They moved simultaneously, one to either side of Kate. Travis's glance moved from Dawn's scowl to Callie's set mouth.
Was that regret that flickered across his face? Or a trace of the amused wariness he'd always insisted he had to pull on like a Kevlar vest when confronted by the trio he'd dubbed the Invincibles? The look came and went so quickly, Kate couldn't tell.
"Rome's a big city." She managed to maintain an even tone, but the effort made her throat cramp. "How did you find us?"
The amusement surfaced. No question about it now. And with it came the crooked grin that had curled her toes inside her black suede boots the first time he'd aimed it her way.
Memories slapped at her again. The gray, blustery November day, the cold wind biting at her cheeks, the icicles hanging like frozen tears from the eaves. Kate and Callie and Dawn had bundled up and were just heading out to the mall when Dawn's older brother pulled into the drive. All three girls had gone goggle-eyed when Aaron introduced the roommate he'd brought home for Thanksgiving.
Although Travis's cheery hello had encompassed the three friends equally, he'd soon cut Kate out of the herd. She'd been a sophomore at Boston College at the time, he a senior at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst. All it took was two dates...
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