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                  Frederico asked about her love life…if there was an amatore, a lover.  Chastity briefly told him about Timothy and his upcoming visit.  With a nod, he made Chastity promise to bring him after he arrived in Venice.
                  Chastity smiled and laughed out loud as she turned to leave the apartment.  She couldn’t help it.  Every time she remembered how Frederico rolled her name off his tongue, it made her laugh.  Frederico made her feel like she was the most beautiful woman when he said her name, paired with bellisima. 
                  Venice so far, with the exception of the last few days, had been good for her, and knew it would be good for her and Timothy too.
                  Chastity glanced at her watch once more, and her stomach dropped in anticipation.  His vaporetti was set to arrive in 20 minutes, and then they had four long days to love each other in what was becoming one of her most favorite places in the world.
                 
     
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
    As Timothy’s vaporetti sailed through the Grand Canal, he felt as if he was being transported into another world.  Looking around to his travel mates, he imagined them in a different period, where the men should be in breeches and the women in low cut gowns and pearl necklaces, traditionally worn by the courtesans in Venice. 
                  Timothy cocked his head as they entered the mouth of the Grand Canal.  He swore he could hear a sonnet by Vivaldi floating across the water inviting them into the inner city. 
                  The power of it all hit him with full force, as the sun’s light reflected from the water and danced across the surface.  He never would have believed it if he’d not seen this majestic view with his own eyes.  Pictures just did not do this city justice. 
                  Timothy turned to his left to find the most amazing architecture he’d only seen in magazines.  Now, in person, everything looked so much grander and colorful.  Even the gondolas seemed more refined and graceful than anything he’d seen on television or in print.
                  This, even with all his travels, was by far the most beautiful city he’d ever experienced. The beauty surrounding him, however, paled in comparison to the sight of Chastity standing at the docks waiting for his boat. Seeing her in these surroundings was the most surreal experience he’d ever witnessed. With her tanned olive skin and long dark hair, he thought she fit the part of an Italian goddess.  And seeing her there he knew she fit, with this city and its magical web that it had already woven on him. 
                  The sun’s light surrounded her, giving her the appearance of glowing.  Timothy was almost afraid to dock and step into port.  He was afraid when he got off and approached her, she wouldn’t be real…that she wasn’t really his.  It was as if she was just a figment he’d created from deep within his utmost desire for the perfect woman.  Seeing her stirred up more fear that he might lose her, it stirred his desire to have every part of her with him…forever.  In that moment, he knew he couldn’t go any longer without Chastity in his life more permanently.  He didn’t want this to be a summer romance with hopes for more.  He wanted this to be a deep summer love with the promise of tomorrow.
                  Chastity watched with excitement as Timothy exited the boat.  It had only been a month since she’d seen him, but it felt like forever.  If it all possible she’d forgotten how handsome he was.  Her heart leapt with joy as he smiled in her direction.  Her eyes held his, and she ran to meet him.
                  Timothy dropped his bags, just in time to be tackled by the object of his desire.  Normally he wouldn’t have such a grand show of affection, but in this