Sabrina waited until the small, neatly appointed plane stopped, then stood and gathered her things. Not that she had much. Just her purse, which held the small package the agency had given her before she’d boarded the plane and the packet of information on her soon to be husband. Not that there was much information there. It simply gave her his name, and his basic requirements. He wanted someone to be a homemaker, to cook, manage the home, and make a comfortable life for him. Oh. And the most important part. He wanted children. That was one part of the agreement she had no problems with. It was a big part of why she’d decided to contact the agency. She wanted children, but found that there were few men willing to date someone like her, who wanted what she did. To settle down and raise a family.

She’d dated some, but soon realized that most men wanted a career woman, someone to go out and help the family live large. Sabrina couldn’t fault them for that, but she wanted children and felt it was important to be there for them and to raise her children. She hoped that Mr. Callahan felt the same way. Her mother had been pushing for her to find a career and start making a name for herself. Sabrina couldn’t get her to see that wasn’t what she wanted. Desperate for something to finally start moving, and to get her mother off her back, she’d answered the ad looking for eligible women, looking for long term commitments and happiness. What she’d thought would be a dating agency ended up being a mail-order-bride company. She’d been nervous, but decided why not? If they could find her what she was after, then it was worth it.

She knew first hand that most people found her unattractive and unappealing. Brian had even told her once that she was so unattractive he couldn’t even fake it. That had stung, more than she wanted to admit. And it had stuck with her. She still couldn’t think about it long or she found herself blushing with the intense shame she’d felt then.

By the time the lone flight attendant opened the door to let Sabrina off the plane, she was ready. She took the short flight of stairs down to the tarmac and looked around. Her hair and clothes stuck to her and though it was early, there was already a promise of the heat of the day in the thick, humid air. Without delay, she ducked inside the glass walled building to wait for her luggage to be delivered.

Inside, she waited for her eyes to adjust to the dimmer room, then glanced around. With the exception of the person behind the counter, there was only one person in the room. He sat in one of several stuffed chairs, his attention on his phone. She used his distraction as a chance to look him over. He had short cut hair that was so dark brown it looked almost black, tanned skin and he wore a bright blue button-down shirt with the collar open. She looked at him a second longer, wondering if this was to be her husband. If he was, she had no complaints. He was younger than she expected, maybe mid-thirties, no older than forty, and had a rugged look that made her think he didn’t spend all his time in an office. She took a few steps, her heels clicking on the tile floor. The man looked up and Sabrina’s heart stuttered as she caught sight of his pale blue eyes that seemed out of place against such dark skin.

“Ms. White?”

His low voice rumbled through her making heat pool in her belly. She hoped this was the man she was to marry, as she would hate to react like this to one of his employees.

“Yes.”

He stood, her eyes followed him all the way up to what had to be at least 6’2” maybe a little over.

“I’m Sean Callahan,” he extended one hand, “it’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too.” She shook his hand, it was a firm but not crushing grip. “Um.” She looked down, not sure what to say next.

“Do you have luggage?”

“A couple bags, yes.” She hadn’t wanted to bring too much, but she had no clue what he’d require of her, so she’d packed a variety and had ended up with two bags instead of the one she’d planned on. The agency had assured her they would ship the rest of her things once everything was settled. They’d kept their promises so far, so she trusted them.

“Then have a seat. It won’t take them long to unload.”

Sabrina sat but remained silent and watchful. She didn’t know what to say and she didn’t want to start off on the wrong foot. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she wondered what to say. Finally, she decided to wait and see if he spoke first. Better to be quiet than say the wrong thing.