With one hand clutching her purse, and the other carrying the special bag, Fay allowed Marilyn and Alice to escort her out of her room.
Majestically, she walked towards the top of the staircase.
In the living room, a man paced back and forth. But when he heard clicking heels, he paused and raised his head up.
Ace's breath quickened when he saw Fay descend the stairs. His groin area tightened, and he felt an incoming stiffness.
He had to adjust his legs to cover his reaction as he watched her come to him.
Every second he saw her, her beauty unraveled in his face. The awareness that she was a pretty girl was always there, but seeing her in that gown absolutely stole his breath away.
Marilyn cleared her throat as they stepped into the living room.
"Sir Ace, allow us to present to you your wife, Mrs Fay Atticus."
His heart did a double take at the last name they had chosen. She was Fay Landon. She had to be Fay Landon.
