HannahI awoke to warmth: a warm arm around my waist, a warm body against my back, golden rays of sun warming my cheek, heat pooling in my belly.It didn’t take long for consciousness to return, and with it came the memory of last night. My skin still felt flushed wherever Noah had touched me, my co
“Oh?”He nodded, letting Melody play with the seashell around his neck as he bounced her in his arms. “I can’t sleep without you, Hannah.”He said it so simply, so matter-of-factly; and yet I felt my throat close in response, my heart momentarily stilling in my chest.Little did he know that I’d had
HannahSix months passed in a blur.It all happened so fast that I didn’t even realize how much time had passed before it was too late. In fact, if anyone were to ask me about everything that had happened during those six months, I wouldn’t even know where to begin.I supposed I could have started w
HannahI couldn’t help but feel guilty as I stared out the car window.The tall trees passing by were a dense green blur, the scent of pine and fresh air filling my nostrils even from inside the car. The sky was the clearest blue, perfect for an outing in the countryside. Melody was cooing happily i
He didn’t have to tell me twice. The miniature goats—one pure white and the other white with brown spots—were the cutest little things, and I couldn’t help myself.“Come here, little guy—”The moment I stepped into the pen, cooing at the goats, I must have struck a nerve; because the white one, with
HannahI could hardly catch my breath. The chef—the private chef—that Noah had apparently hired was bustling around the kitchen, bags of fresh produce and gourmet ingredients piled in his arms.I glanced at Noah, still reeling from the shock of it all. We weren’t just staying in some lavish rental,
HannahMy heart leaped into my throat, pounding so fiercely I was sure it echoed in the quiet night air.Was Noah actually proposing? Here, now, in a hot tub under the stars, with nothing but the sound of bubbling water and the distant rustle of trees to bear witness?I searched his face, my pulse q
“But only if we’d truly be equals, Noah,” I added firmly. “I won’t be relegated to ‘Luna’ duties, hosting charity events and serving as some kind of trophy wife.”I frowned, the thought turning my stomach. “Not that there’s anything wrong with being a Luna,” I amended quickly. “It’s a respected posi