The fire crackled, casting a warm glow across the room, and the soft candlelight danced on the corners casting a romantic ambience that was perfect for the couple. Everything was perfect.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, so was Edmund to wife as he approached her. His eyes burned with desire for the woman standing in front of him. To date, he would always think of her as too perfect. He still couldn't believe how their little game of seduction turned into a game of forever. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingertips grazing her skin. "Have I told you how lovely you look this evening?"
"Yes, you have. If it makes you feel better, I have lost count." That was the truth.
"Good, because you look tantalizing tonight."
"Don't I look tantalizing every day?" She beamed.
