Chapter 7
Sheena’s body still pulsated from making love with Matteo. She’d never, ever enjoyed herself like this in bed, ever.
She’d never exercised these muscles—or any muscles.
She stayed skinny by being too busy to eat more than she needed. Sometimes her alcohol at auctions counted as much needed calories in her day, not that she drank more than wine or champagne, and if she was lucky, a handful of pretzels. When her night wasn’t spent at an art auction, she was at a different benefit or planning upcoming art functions. Her business required being social.
Not one man had ever made her feel like this.
She heard footsteps but kept her eyes closed as she sprawled across the bed, snug beneath a soft sheet.
She was in heaven and she didn’t want to leave.
Until today, with Matteo, she’
