The Mediterranean sun warmed Christiana’s tanned skin as she swung open the window of her suite. It wasn’t hard to see why this area had such wonderful vineyards, great wines, and a steady stream of visitors. Chris was relaxed in her homeland far away from the reality of her life and Robert. She was hoping a short break and a lot of wine would help her identify the feelings she was having about him. Christiana Amalfi raised her long arms over her head as she stretched out the night’s sleep. St. . .