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.

around his neck, her other hand caressing his slightly stiff

having been exceptionally good these past few days. She thought, perhaps he was also

his moment of passion, she inadvertently scratched across his back; moving closer, she whispered in his ear with a voice soft and

never be

and eagerly nuzzled

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

rushed through her breakfast, while Remington sat beside her, dabbing her lips with a

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

left for Lizetta and Fiona to discuss. He would go along with

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

child and attending dance rehearsals, she hardly had

want to have the wedding when her belly was too noticeable. In two weeks, the baby would be just over four months along, and she could still fit nicely into a wedding dress, given

just a ceremony to declare their marriage. It didn't need to be grand, as long as it included the people they cared about