"Isadora," Drake extended his hand, helping her remove her velvet beaded cape, revealing her blue day dress and expensive jewels. Her hair fell in loose dark curls to her waist. She was the image of perfection.?
"You're unexpected." Drake handed her cape to his butler, noticing that his footmen were bringing trunks into the house. "What is all of this?"
"Don't you remember?" Isadora trailed her fingers down the vee of his nightshirt. "We've talked about this. I've always said that Newhaven is the perfect place for a wedding. I'm here to begin preparations," she responded delightfully, taking a step closer to him. She clutched the back of his neck shamelessly, pulling him into a kiss.?
Drake gripped Isadora's shoulders and set her back a step.
"Don't be so modest, Drake. We are to be ma
