“ Something else that’s different about Italian boys, I realize. If they see a girl they fancy they go up to her… — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“I realize that looming up before us is one of the major holiday hurdles that any group of girls has to face:… — Lauren Henderson Beauty Copy Share Image
“ Violetta ,” he whispers into my mouth. “ Violetta, cosa mi fai? ” I open my eyes just a fraction, to… — Lauren Henderson Fine china Copy Share Image
“You didn't mind someone shutting out the world as long as they were happy to take you inside with them.” — Lauren Henderson Pushing away Copy Share Image
“For a split second, his finger touches my skin, and he might as well have brushed me with a lit match.” — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“Luca leans forward, propping his elbows on the bar table, and I think he’s going to ask me something, maybe what some… — Lauren Henderson Break free Copy Share Image
“Luca sits down next to me; the seat isn’t that wide, and his thigh presses against mine as he positions himself so… — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“ I’m in public, in a club in Florence, snogging a boy who I met only a couple of hours ago, so… — Lauren Henderson Electric shock Copy Share Image
“How cool ,” she says, directing a melting stare at Luca. “I’d love to live in a place like this--just pull a… — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“I stop at the touch of his hand on my bare skin, my heart pounding in shock. I turn to look up… — Lauren Henderson Bare skin Copy Share Image
“Luca waits patiently while she clutches him, kisses him, pats his cheek, muttering “ mio bellissimo figlio ,” “my beautiful son,” something… — Lauren Henderson Long legs Copy Share Image
“ Bellissime tutte ,” he continues. “You are all beautiful.” Even Kendra, who’s so cool and poised, can’t help looking smug at… — Lauren Henderson Brutally honest Copy Share Image
“I draw in a long breath, and then it catches in my throat as his hand closes over mine, still wrapped around… — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“Luca’s tongue slides into my mouth, slow, drowsy, intoxicating. I hear myself make a little involuntary moaning noise, and I’d be embarrassed… — Lauren Henderson Fine china Copy Share Image
“Luigi, the art teacher, holds up his brush, and we all do the same. I’m not quite sure why we’re mirroring his… — Lauren Henderson Art Copy Share Image
“There are plenty of boys clustered around the wall, laughing, shoving each other playfully, yelling, competing for the attention of the girls.… — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“If there’s anything more annoying than a boy praising another girl’s beauty to your face, I can’t think what it is.” — Lauren Henderson Beauty Copy Share Image
“I learned another Italian word recently, painstakingly working on the translation of Jovanotti’s lyrics: storia. It means “history,” but it can also… — Lauren Henderson Dark blue Copy Share Image
“We should go,” I say. I look at Luca hopelessly. “Get home safe,” I manage, shrugging out of his jacket, which I’ve… — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“There’s silence for a long moment as we all watch him go: then, like air whizzing out of a balloon, we all… — Lauren Henderson Silence Copy Share Image
“Eww!” Kendra says, shuddering and clamping her hands on her hair, as if a swarm of bats is about to fly in… — Lauren Henderson Fun time Copy Share Image
“I’ve never been out partying in the countryside before, but this dilemma is bringing home to me the brutal reality that cars… — Lauren Henderson Copy Share Image
“ Elisa was right about her brother , I think, having enough experience to recognize when a boy’s flirtation skills are set… — Lauren Henderson Having fun Copy Share Image
“The curtain billows gently in the breeze behind him as he steps out to meet me, his hair jet-black by contrast with… — Lauren Henderson Dance floor Copy Share Image
“So, you have a nice time with Luca?” says a sharp, high voice right behind me. I turn to see Elisa. “Luca… — Lauren Henderson Ice cube Copy Share Image
