Making Love in Autumn Leaves

Lake

The sun had barely kissed the horizon when Ivy and Lake stepped out of the cabin, hand in hand, into the golden splendor of the surrounding woods. Autumn had arrived in all her glory—fiery red leaves scattered like love letters across the earth, amber sunlight spilling through branches, and a crisp breeze that nipped playfully at their skin.

"This place looks like a fairytale," Ivy whispered, fingers interlaced with Lake's.

He glanced down at her, those hazel ...