Elizabeth POV
The day after Sophia and Elizabeth’s shopping spree, Elizabeth woke, finding herself wrapped in the warmth of Matteo’s embrace. For the first time since they’d started this, he was still asleep, his chest rising and falling steadily, a rare vulnerability softening his usually intense expression. She propped herself up on one elbow, a smile curling at her lips as she drank in the sight of him, savoring the moment as she traced the relaxed curve of his jawline with her gaze. He was such a hunk of a man. Her hunk of a man.
She bit her lip as her mind wandered back to yesterday. The look on Stacy’s face when he’d set her straight was priceless, but that wasn’t the only reason she felt so utterly enchanted by this man. He had a way of grounding her, of making her feel like she
