Melissa's POV

"Stop that." Antonio scolded, placing his hands on my thigh.

I sighed, blowing out hot steam of air.

"She won't bite. Trust me." He chuckled, holding my sweaty palm. "Jeez Elissa. Your palms are sweaty. You must be really nervous."

"I am nervous." 

He turned off the engine, turning my face to meet his. "Baby, I have made my choice and my choice is that I want to marry you. This is all just for formality sake and I trust my mother would love you."

I nodded, trusting his ...