Camilla

The next day was Saturday, and I smiled and stretched luxuriously, feeling the rays of warm sunshine spilling across my comforter. Last night with Michael and Isabella had been everything I had hoped for and more.

My heart beat faster as I recalled Michael's response to my questions about our relationship. That it would be what I wanted it to be was the most perfect reply he could possibly have given. I knew that I wanted to be with him, and with ...