The morning after the wedding brought brilliant, blinding sunshine glittering off the fresh snow covering Lake Forest. Lake Michigan was a vast sheet of steel-blue ice in the distance, but inside the master suite, the air was warm with the scent of spent passion, lavender linens, and cedarwood. Isla woke slowly, feeling a delicious, deep ache between her thighs. She was wrapped securely in Lorenzo’s massive arms. His heavy, muscular…
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