Epilogue
The beaches of Fiji had been spectacular. The turquoise water and humid climate made her skin smooth and soft.
As their plane landed the palm trees were now truly just a memory, though the green maples near the private Avce airport were pretty in a different way.
She stretched in her leather seat and stood after the plane rumbled to a stop.
Matteo came toward her and kissed her cheek.
Her phone in her back pocket beeped so she checked her messages. Her father was here? She showed her screen to Matteo as she said, “Papa is waiting to see us when we get back.” What could he want? What a nice surprise.
The crew opened the door. “I never asked your father officially for your hand before we married.”
“He said yes at the wedding.”
“Not the same thing.”
“Relax. He’s happy for
