Isla sat gracefully in the car, exuding an effortless charm that had Jaxon completely mesmerized. Ever since their makeover—his idea, of course—she had looked even more breathtaking.

Her makeup was subtle, just enough to highlight her striking features. She wore a flowing white dress with a daring slit up to her thigh, its fitted bodice accentuating her figure before cascading into a soft, flared skirt. To complete the look, Jaxon had chosen a pair of gold heels and a matching ...