Page 29 of Theirs to Treasure

“As I mentioned earlier”—his lips quirk into a seductive smile—“we’ve had a change of plans.”

“Meaning?” I ask.

“You were supposed to have a honeymoon tonight.”

As if I need reminding.

“The meal and champagne were the first part of your celebration. And because it was supposed to be an unforgettable night, I made arrangements for us to have the honeymoon suite.”

As I widen my eyes, I gasp. “Do you mean that?”

Zev raises an eyebrow as if to saywell played.

“We will settle for nothing less than the best for you, Anna.”

The made-up name is unfamiliar, and part of me burns to hear him whisper my real name.

When the doors open, we exit directly into a living room rather than a hallway.

I’ve seen this kind of thing on television, but never in real life.

Our accommodations are luxurious.

In addition to a full kitchen with high-end appliances and marble counters, we also have a dining area.

The living space is amazing, complete with a fireplace, massive television, oversize chairs, and couches adorned with comfy pillows.

In a silver stand, a bottle of champagne chills.

On top of a built-in marble buffet, there’s a fruit basket, charcuterie board, and crystal bowls filled with nuts.

Then I spy a three-tier display of cupcakes, in every imaginable color. “You didn’t!”

Forrest grins. “If all goes well, you’ll soon be very hungry again.”

Even without touching me, he turns me on.

This whole experience exceeds my wildest fantasies. There is no way Edward would have thought to do anything like this.

I feel like Cinderella. I’d ask someone to pinch me, but if I am living a fantasy, I don’t want to wake up.

“Have a look around,” Forrest encourages me.

The bathroom is opulent, with its steam shower and a jetted tub that appears big enough to hold all three of us.

“We’ll get you into that later,” Zev says. “After all, we want to make sure you’re not too sore to keep taking us.”

Embarrassment, mixed with desire, floods me.

“Happy to wash your back.” He grins. “Or anything else you may need.”

Heaven above.In his own way, he’s every bit as bad as Forrest.

There are three white fluffy robes—all embroidered with the distinctive Sterling logo—neatly stacked on the counter.

Next, I peek into the bedroom.

It’s huge, and a king-size bed occupies the center of the room.