KATHERINE

"Oh, for heaven’s sake, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry!" I pulled out the handkerchief from the inner pocket of my dress and leaned forward slightly, bracing one hand between his spread legs.

I started blotting the stains on his shirt, my fingers working their way down the buttons, trailing lower along his abdomen.

"I think you should change. Damn it, I’m so clumsy…"

"It’s fine, Rossella, it doesn’t matter…"

"No, no, at least let me dry it," I insisted, continuing downward. The wine had t