If I can travel Europe with my estranged sisters for three more weeks, I get four million dollars. Okay, I know what you’re saying. Poor baby, right? A cruise to Italy isn’t exactly a sacrifice.

Unless you have to explore Rome with Matteo Banelli and his annoying dog that keeps knocking you over. (Hey, I’m short and the dog is big. Not my fault.)

Matteo is everything I despise—cocky, patronizing, and critical. Sure, he’s attractive, and his accent may be charming, but it’s not like I’m going to fall head over heels because he throws money around and spins pizza dough in the air like a pro.

Or even because he can rip off his shirt and dive into the Tiber after me when his stupid dog knocks me over a bridge. (Not. My. Fault.)

So when he stirs up old secrets that I keep hidden even from my sisters, things get complicated.

Italy may be for lovers, but Matteo will always be my enemy.

Now if I can only convince my heart.

• Meet Me in Paris
• Marry Me in Rome
• Coming soon: Visit Me in Vienna