Bella POV

  Tony reached into the closet and pulled out the tripod I asked for, the one with those adjustable legs that could lock in at different heights for the perfect angle. 

  I stood there watching him, my heart starting to beat a little faster already, even though I tried to keep my voice steady when I said, “Yeah, that one right there, bring it over here by the bed.”

  The bedroom felt cozy with the vanilla candle flickering on the nightstand, giving off that sweet scent that mixed with the faint smell of his cologne as he walked closer, and the soft glow from the lamp made everything look...