And in any case, Edward might say that he didn't do romance but it was remarkable how often their outings were drenched in romantic views, surroundings, and meals. He had taken her to see a candlelit religious procession in the streets of Lucca one evening and topped it off with dinner in a rooftop restaurant with the stars shimmering far above them. They had enjoyed a picnic below the ancient nut trees that overlooked the vineyards in the valley. With no road noise, no people around, and virtually nothing in view to remind them of the twentieth century, it had been timeless and peaceful and she had dozed off, probably because she had eaten far too much from Josefina's fantastic picnic dishes. There had been sightseeing trips and scenic drives and a couple of casual dinner engagements with friends Edward had, who lived locally.