At an Italian bar, you can't always get what you want.

In the heat, there's no such thing as a kiss too many.

Dario left his Romanian "friend" out of the picture.

A pushy gladiator, a business deal, a dinner... and Latin love.

The real Latin loving is when you get around to salsa.

Two women, a Rome bar, but this time the man is not the problem.

Then came the knock. She tightened the belt of the satin robe and opened the door...

A spicy musk arrived before he did, and she sighed as they kissed on the cheeks.

In love, a common language and happy endings are tough to find.

Luigi mentioned soccer and travel as hobbies. Fashion (and Julia) would later follow.

Men's eyes slid downward to her upper assets — which refuse to lie down and disappear.

Silent Stefano was stung by the reappearance of his scorned ex-girlfriend.