Arry leads me into the apartment, holding hands, fingers interlocked snuggly, and gives me a soft sexy smile as he guides me into our new abode's wide, high-ceiling hallway. I’m tired from our journey, drained, achy, and need a long soak in the tub from being on a commercial plane for hours, but we’re finally here. I can push off the heaviness of my body and bones and sink into our home with a huge sigh of relief. It’s finally happening. After weeks of hard work, stress, and panic to ...