Max had already let Matteo in. I had to hold in the giggle at how such a large, domineering man could actually look so nervous, as he stood just inside the door.
He is once again in all black, which I must say is extremely hot. The Mafia style is hot and does suit him... even in my wildest fantasies. Down girl! You haven’t even said hi yet!
He has his head down as he fidgets with the large bench of long-stemmed red roses in his hand. He’s acting more like a teenage kid anxiously waiting for his date than a man his age who definitely should not be nervous. I’m the one who is allowed to be nervous, not him. He is so out of my league that he has to know that he has nothing to be worried about.
He looks up and his face drops for a moment before a massive smile takes over, almost splitting
