With the candlelight in the bedroom, a warm and romantic ambiance filled the air.
Kaitlyn Webb stopped in her tracks, the man's long arms around her waist, her back pressed against his chest, she could feel his burning body heat.
Her cheeks slowly turned red and hot, her hands twisting the hem of her dress, showing her nervousness.
"Kaitlyn, do you want to stay tonight?" Morgan Benson lowered his head, his thin lips against her ear, softly inquiring about her thoughts.
The man's voice was hoarse, his breath scorching, making her flinch sensitively. Remembering his promise to give her the most perfect first night, her heart thumped wildly.
Kaitlyn knew, tonight was the night!
Her face blushing, yet she felt no embarrassment, she raised her head to meet his gaze. In the firelight, the man's face was tender to the extreme, making her heart race as it skipped.
"Hmm…" She nodded gently, then threw herself into his arms first, her face full of shy charm.
