Only You

It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation to Rome.
Then the pandemic hit.
Now I’m quarantined in an empty hotel until things blow over.
But considering who’s in the room next to mine?
Things could be a lot worse.

Donovan Russo is the full package.
Tall, tan, and stupidly handsome.
It started when I traded him a bottle of wine for fresh pasta,
But soon we’re sharing a lot more than food and stories.

With nobody else around, the big, luxurious hotel becomes our playground.
Getting frisky in the lobby, then fooling around in the parlor.
Can we find a way to return home together?
Or will our sizzling quarantine fling run its course?