Chapter 84

Chapter Eighty-Four

Genevieve’s smile faltered slightly as she watched Matteo hand his suitcase to a tarmac worker. The morning sun cast a soft glow, making his eyes appear more green than brown, and they pierced right through her carefully maintained facade. She tightened her grip on the strap of her bag just as he turned back toward her.

“Come here,” he murmured, extending his hand. Without hesitation, Gen took it, allowing him to pull her close against his chest. “It’s only two days,” he whispered reassuringly.

Genevieve exhaled deeply and stepped back, a touch of vulnerability in her voice. “Believe it or not, I’ve gotten used to having you around.”

Matteo’s thumb gently brushed her cheek, his smile warm and genuine. “That makes me happy to hear. I plan to stick around for quite some time. Two days is nothing.”

Before she could respond, Frankie’s voice cut through the moment. “Yo! Pilot says hurry your ass up!” he called, swaggering off the plane as if he owned it.

Matteo rolled his eyes with a smirk. “Jeffrey has manners. He would never say that to me,” he assured Gen.