Chapter 5
Sheena checked her ponytail for the fifth time as Matteo finished his coffee. Last night he’d slept on the couch and he’d insisted she’d take the bed.
Despite his proclamations, Matteo had always been a nice, sweet guy to her.
She’d had coffee, a croissant, and some yogurt, which was all her stomach could handle this early in the morning, though she looked forward to the bigger breakfast later.
She still wore her jeans from yesterday, but without asking, Matteo had lent her a black t-shirt.
Today she’d get her clothes out of her apartment; Matteo’s house would have a studio for her so she could lend her place to one of her up and coming artists until her lease ended.
She’d sell her work she’d created, and the money would flow back into her account eventually.
For now she h
