Emma
Two words—you're perfect.
My sore knees and strained jaw disappeared. I could bask in the shine of Rett's brown eyes for longer than I cared to admit. Before I could give that startling new realization much thought, my feet left the floor. Cradled in Rett's strong arms, he carried me to the large bed, threw back the blankets and laid me on the sheets.
I'd never seen a bed as massive as the one in his suite.
If I were honest, his whole suite was intimidating.
It dwarfed me.
The framed artwork was gigantic, and the odd paintings gave me an uncomfortable feeling, the fireplace was taller than I was, and truly all of the furnishings were imposing. When I'd entered, I had the strange sensation that I'd shrunk or the world around me had gotten bigger.
Before I gave the room arou
