H A I L E Y
The day was perfect. Bright, sunny, and warm, a picture postcard image. There was a gentle breeze blowing, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, the salty tang of the ocean in the air.
I leaned against the railing, my gaze scanning the beach, a sea of faces and bodies spread out before me. Liam was down there, running and playing with his new friends he made here, his laughter a sweet, joyful sound.
I had never been happier.
Dominic wrapped his arms around me, his chest pressed against my back, his chin resting on the top of my head.
"Are you enjoying the view?" he asked, his voice a low, sultry purr.
"Very much," I replied, a smile curving my lips.
It had been three weeks since we got married, and we were still in a honeymoon phase, our desire for each othe
