(ARIELLE’S POV) Jared returned with our bag, and took it to the closet. “I don't want you stressed,” he said, approaching me. “Don't tell me you brought me here to make me lazy,” I said, feigning a frown. “I brought you here to spoil you silly,” he responded. “Umm…that sounds like something
“How was it?” he asked, falling into step beside me.“It was remarkable,” I said without hesitation, then paused. "Honestly, I'm not used to being waited on. It always feels a bit strange. But the massage was amazing. Thank you."His smile softened, and he gently knocked his cheek against mine. I co
(ARIELLE'S POV)A bile rose in the pit of my stomach after Jared left, making me lose appetite. What notification could have arrived in his phone that made his countenance change in seconds? I wondered.I turned around and craned my neck in the direction he took, hoping to get a glimpse of him, but
I blinked, already knowing—he’s misunderstanding, but his kiss swallowed any protest I had left.The heat between us flared instantly, raw and untamed. His hands roamed over my body, kneading, exploring, setting fire to every nerve ending. My back hit the wall as he pinned me there, his hard, muscle
(Jared's POV) “Jared, where the hell are you? Sofia just called me. She's in pain, her stomach is hurting…” I froze at my mother's words, as shivers ran down my spine. I didn't realize when an exclamation left my mouth. “What?” “You have to leave wherever you are, and whatever you're doing and go
(ARIELLE’S POV) After Jared left, I was beside myself with worry. What could be wrong with Sofia? I wondered. It was barely 24hrs Jared and I left the house, and she had developed a stomach pain? I tried to distract myself with the thought that Jared will handle the situation, but my mind wouldn't
(ARIELLE’S POV)I paused, trying to assimilate Ashley's words. Slowly, I locked my gaze with hers. “You're kidding, right?”“Do I look like I am?” Ashley retorted, her voice firm and serious.I took a breath, trying once again to make sense of her suggestion.Divorce Jared? Somehow the very idea fel
(ARIELLE'S POV) The next day was Sunday, and I was grateful it was not a work day. When I roused from sleep, all I did was shower, have breakfast and watch TV as Ashley wouldn't let me raise a pin. “Hey,” she squeezed my shoulder gently, sliding onto the couch next to me. “What's up?” “Hey,” I
“I won’t be long in the shower,” he promised as he dashed into the bathroom. I picked up my phone and found a couple of missed calls from Michael Langley. A little frown crossed my face until I realized he might’ve worried after checking on me at my suite. I didn’t owe him any explanations of cours
(ARIELLE’S POV) I was awake—eyes closed, but very much aware of my surroundings. I could feel the gentle early morning breeze dance over my skin as it traveled across the room. The warmth of Jared’s skin against mine, his spring arms wrapped around me like a second blanket, brought back very vivid
(MICHAEL’S POV) I was on a zoom conference call with my strategy team back home when my phone rang. Normally, I’d just ignore it and let it ring out until whoever it was on the other end got the message. But when I looked at the caller ID, I thought better. “Jared. Is everything okay?” I asked my
“That bounce in his step? You’ll only ever find it in a man who’s in love. And you.. your skin has a different glow this morning. Plus you arrived an hour late for our appointment,” Ellen finished with a shrug. “Morning, Dr. Keystone,” Jared nodded as he walked into the room. “Good morning, Mr. Sm
(ARIELLE’S POV) I woke up in his arms, this time, fully aware and hardly willing to break the contact between our bodies. I slowly turned around to look at his face, to be sure none of it was a dream. Jared’s lips stretched in a smile and his eyes peeled open gradually. “Hey,” he said. “Hey,” I e
She opened her mouth to speak, but her words died away in the back of her throat the moment I slid myself into her. It felt like heaven. It felt like returning back to a place I’d vowed never to set foot in, only to realize I’d never really left in my heart—if I was being honest with myself. She
(JARED'S POV) When we arrived at the hotel, Arielle insisted on stopping by her room first for a quick shower and to change her dress. I didn’t object because I thought I could use the time to surprise her with a little culinary adventure. The poor chicken I put in the oven would have fared better
(JARED’S POV) It was all I could think about for most of the day. And I feared it bothered her somewhat too. It didn’t help my case the slightest bit that she built a wall between us, pushing me off every time I tried to broach the topic. Of course I knew that had to be the reason—our adventure of
“Sorry about that. I just wanted to go through everything we have to do first,” Julian explained, earning a little roll of the eyes from his ex-wife. I was glad that I didn’t need to be sedated for the tests they were about to conduct. Something about lying still and unconscious again with no defin