Chapter 8
Sheena was nothing like Matteo expected.
She surpassed his wildest imagination of what being married to her might be like.
She finished pulling on her jeans he’d helped her dispose of in the bushes and he locked the boards and safety equipment back in the shed. Once she joined him, she ran her hand down his backside and another spark of desire raced through him.
His skate park had sweet new memories of mutual pleasure that he wouldn’t forget.
He turned and hugged her.
She folded into his arms like she belonged there as she said, “It’s getting dark.”
He tucked his hand in her back pocket and walked with her toward the main house. “Do you turn into a pumpkin at midnight?”
She laughed and patted his chest as she stayed close. “No. And I don’t think you need a bride-finding b
