What mattered was the glow of admiration in Idris’s eyes, the way he touched her hand. They’d been living under the same roof for just a little more than a week now, and she supposed they were still safely in their honeymoon period. However, she had a feeling that she’d always be this thrilled by the way he looked at her, by the little things he did, like finding all her favorite beauty products and stocking the bathroom with them, or allowing her to take one of the mansion’s smaller rooms for an entertainment space, complete with an enormous wall-mounted flat-screen television and a digital library of pretty much anything she wanted. And when he asked why she wouldn’t rather read than watch television, she said, “I actually like to read. I don’t plan to stop anytime soon. But I went two y
