ISABELLA
I wasn’t a child having her first crush… I was an adult woman about to get married and somehow the sight of this man was enough to knock the breath out of my lungs.
His tattoos peeking out from rolled up sleeves was enough to elevate my pulse and I was sure my blood pressure spiked when our eyes met.
The air was charged but it would seem that we were the only ones who could see this.
“Shall we?” The deep rumble of his voice jolted me and I thanked God I was sitting far away from him although it wasn’t far enough in my books.
“Are you okay?” Luca, who had taken a seat in front of me asked.
He looked amazing, like an absolute gentleman and…
Your husband, I reminded myself.
Of course I had to remember that and not let the estrogen and my stupidity get the better of me.
“I am
