“Right here. I never got to travel much. I went straight from school to work and then built my business. After I had Allegra, the only weekend trip I treated us to was Sesame Place in Pennsylvania. My mom used to show her old DVDs of Sesame Street and she was obsessed with Big Bird.”

“I like him too. You have such a thirst for knowledge, though. Didn’t you ever want to burst out of your routine and see more?”

The old Frannie would have taken offense, thinking he was judging my choices as wrong, but I knew Enzo wasn’t like that. He seemed eager to know the truth of who I was, and as he kept digging deeper, I realized I didn’t know myself very well. “I never let myself think about it,” I said simply. “Maybe I was born practical. I missed out on that magical fantasy gene. Even when I was young, I never imagined myself as a princess or a bride or a celebrity. I wanted to run an important business like my dad.”

He smiled. “I love that about you,” he said. “That’s why you’re successful. But maybe you worked so hard for all this time so you can finally take a breath. Enjoy what you created.”

“Reap what I sowed?”

He cocked his head. “Yes, if that’s what I said.”

I laughed and he leaned over and pressed a kiss on my lips. “I love your accent.”

“I don’t have an accent. You do.”

“Mine is more guttersnipe. Yours is sexy.”

“Cara, you are pretty much one of the sexiest women I’ve ever met. Want to know why?”

I squirmed, not comfortable with compliments. “Trust me, I’m not sexy.”

“That’s why you’re sexy. Because you don’t know it, and you have no ego. Plus, you don’t care what anyone thinks.”

I blushed. His words embarrassed me, but it was nice to think he was telling the truth. “Grazie.”

“Prego. Now, pick one place you’d like to see next.”

I took my time and analyzed all my options. “Japan.”

“A good choice. Why?”

“I read a story that was set in Japan once. The author painted it in such a way I felt like I was there. The traditional customs and beliefs in a culture that reveres smart business fascinates me. You can be in Tokyo—one of the most thriving, exciting cities—and then be in a tiny village witnessing an ancient tea ceremony.”

His face softened. “That sounds beautiful. And very you. I like the way you describe things, even in your guttersnipe accent.”

I laughed and playfully smacked his arm. “Will you go?” he asked seriously.

“Probably not. It’s a long trip and a bit impractical. I’m not sure if Allegra would go with me. She goes to college next year and everything changes.”