Gabriella
Looking down at my left hand, I spun the gold band beneath my knuckle as Damien unlocked the door to our suite.
Ours.
It seemed inconceivable that two weeks ago, I was living my best single life and keeping the memories of Damien at bay. My heart accelerated, beating faster as he opened the door and pushed our luggage inside.
He flashed a tired grin my direction. “I should carry you over the threshold, Mrs. Sinclair."
Before I could respond, my feet left the floor as Damien lifted me, cradling me against his hard chest. Despite my wavering thoughts, my lips curled, causing my cheeks to rise, and a giggle bubbled from my throat. Once inside the suite, Damien's lips took mine before he lowered my feet once again to the tile.
Light trickled through the unblocked windows fr
