Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

To be honest, I was nervous. Alex and I had entered the lobby of the hotel where his brother was staying. This man held my right hand. We both sat down on a sofa that was rather empty of guests. I glanced at the watch on my left hand, it was 13:20.

"What was wrong with you, honey? Your face is pale," Alex asked, a worried look on his face.

"It is okay, sweetheart. I am just nervous," I replied, tightening my grip on her hand.

"Why are you nervous?" Alex raised one eyebrow. His face looked as if he was stunned by what I just...