Chapter 2
Matteo’s heart fluttered. He should have realized immediately that Patrice wasn’t coming toward him. The walk had been different, and the height. Sheena was at least six inches shorter than Patrice.
But the biggest giveaway? Sheena always relaxed him and once he saw her, he smiled.
She never once demanded cash or threw a fit when he questioned something. In this awful situation, she calmed him.
Sheena was the perfect bride. She was the missing puzzle piece. The solution to everything. How he’d overlooked her in his desperate hour was a mystery. As he met her pretty blue eyes, he saw salvation staring back at him. He asked her again. “Will you marry me, please?”
She finally blinked and her cheeks turned beet-red as she pulled him closer. “What?”
His heart now beat wildly, bu
