Anna Marie

Lucas made good on his promise. When she woke up, breakfast was ready. His broad and muscled back comfortably leaning on the headboard while he waited for her -- her head on his lap as he finger-combed her tangled brown hair. She gazed at him dreamily.

It's the first time someone has taken care of her. Usually, she had to wake up early to cook a breakfast buffet for everyone.

After a soft good morning kiss, he served her a plate at the elegant table set up on her veranda that overlooked the gardens. In between their plates, there were fresh-picked flowers on a crystal vase.

Maybe she...