Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"Is it gonna hurt?"

Remington lifted his gaze, his eyes slightly squinting, deeply staring at his breathtakingly beautiful wife in the early morning light.

"Mrs. Dashiell, you think so highly of me?"

"What do you mean?" Lizetta was a bit perplexed, her eyes soft and clear.

The man's lips curved slightly, "You think my stamina and intensity could surpass your daily dance workouts?" Lizetta's cheeks flushed, and she playfully punched his shoulder in faux annoyance, "Just be careful, okay?"

"Yeah, you're quite the handful. Honey, if you have so much faith in me, wait until Joy arrives, and I'll prove it to you."

His voice was husky, whispering in Lizetta's ear, his lips hot, trailing down her neck, his kisses growing more fervent.

his neck, her

enthusiasm, his mood having been exceptionally good these past

scorching hot. In his moment of passion, she inadvertently scratched across his back; moving closer, she

let's never be

holding her tightly, and eagerly nuzzled her ear, his

promise, her body flushed with warmth, feeling both her heart and body filled

while Remington sat beside her,

his face bright with a contented smile, clearly in a better mood, added, "I'll drive you myself later; by the way, have we settled on a wedding

timing of the wedding, Remington had left for Lizetta and Fiona to discuss. He would go

a big fuss, just a simple, warm ceremony with close friends and family. I'm thinking in about two

attending dance rehearsals, she

her belly was too noticeable. In two weeks, the baby would be just over four months along, and she

marriage. It didn't need to be grand, as long as it included the