Marry Me in Rome

Italy is for lovers…and mortal enemies too.

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 free European tour isn't exactly a sacrifice.

Unless you have to travel through Italy with Matteo Banelli and his annoying dog that keeps knocking you over. (Hey, I'm short and the dog is big, okay?)

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 knows how to make authentic homemade pasta and randomly shows up at my hotel with my favorite gelato.

Or even because he can rip off his shirt and dive into the Tiber after me when his stupid dog knocks me over the Saint-Angelo Bridge. (Seriously. Not my fault that I'm short.)

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

Now if I can only convince my heart.

Three sisters. Three cities. A traveling family saga full of misadventures, laughter, forgiveness, and falling in love.