Erik’s POV

Poppy got up from the table, and I could tell by the curious gleam in her emerald eyes that she wanted to have a look around. And considering the size of the suite, I wanted to explore a little too. The wedding band adorned her bicep, playing off the peachiness of her skin. Complimenting her hair.

The golden dress plumed around her waist and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was as eager to get out of it as I was to see her out of it. An image of her ...