Chapter Twelve

Steven watched calmly as a panicky Marie paced back and forth in his office. The poor girl was so frightened that a part of him wanted to call the whole thing off. So what if he wasn't married? How did that affect his ability to run the company?

“Marie, calm down. What are you so nervous about?”

“But they were meant to be here by 1PM. 1PM. It’s barely 11 and they show up. What are we going to do?”

“I won't tell you to calm down again, Marie. Breathe.”

Taking a deep breath, Marie dropped into the chair beside him.

“So, how do you know they're here? Did you see them?” Steven asked, taking a sip from his cup of iced latte.

“I was nervous about not knowing the exact time they would show up and so I asked Lara and Thelma to be on the lookout for them. Lara just texted them that two men fitting their description walked in and were logging their details at the front desk.”

“Okay, okay. So what's the problem here?.”

“I don't know, Steven, do you think this would work?” Marie asked, the fear