Festivals in Italy seemed to have a different charm than they did in other places around the world. Maybe it was the architecture, maybe it was the locals, or maybe it was Kate. You couldn't tell.

You two were dancing in the square, along with many others, but you didn't care about them. All you cared about was Kate and that rare smile gracing her lips. You two twirled each other about, your laughter fading into the night.

You couldn't help but admire how beautiful Kate was. That smile suited her. Every time you touched it send an electric wave of joy through your body. You never felt like this before, much less for another woman for that matter. But you didn't care, you just wanted to live in the moment. God her laugh, it was the cutest thing on Earth.