Chapter Twenty-Nine
LISA
"Are you sure Polly will be okay?" I ask as the private elevator zips us up to the top floor of Owen's building. "I've never left her."
He kisses the sensitive skin by my collarbone. "Honore assured me that she'd call if there was an issue."
The doors whisper open to reveal a sumptuous lobby. Polly and I have only come to Owen's place a few times in the last year, and my body vibrates with nervous anticipation. We've never spent the night together. Never woken up in the same bed. Ours is no ordinary love. But every mistake we made, every misunderstanding, all of it, has been worth the wait. In some ways, tonight feels more sacred than our wedding night.
There will be a wedding. We've already agreed to the earliest date we can get our families together. Owen is
