Chapter 3
Sheena’s heart beat rapidly in her chest. She pretended to smile as they made their way to his hotel room “to talk” but her nerves were shot.
Soon, he’d ask why she’d said yes to his proposal. Why had she done this?
And she wasn’t sure she had an answer.
They walked down the hall, side by side, where the floral and modern art denoted the change of floors. She hadn’t decorated here.
Matteo was tall, regal, square-shouldered, with dark hair and espresso eyes.
He slid the electric room card in the slot of the cream-colored door. She needed to get her pulse back to normal so she started a conversation. “The wedding was beautiful.” Just as they’d planned.
He motioned for her to come inside. As she entered the two-story suite with a circular stairwell that went toward a loft bed
