After an intense and passionate first round, Isla lay next to Liam in the soft glow of night lamps. The sheets were tangled around them, remnants of their fervent connection still lingering in the air.
Isla felt a sense of warmth and contentment as she nestled against Liam’s side, his heartbeat steady and reassuring beneath her ear.
Liam turned to her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “So, about that trip you mentioned,” he began, his voice still thick with sleep. “Where are you even going?”
Isla hesitated for a moment, knowing that the conversation would likely lead to a disagreement. “I’m going with Maria,” she replied, trying to keep her tone light.
Liam’s expression shifted, a frown forming on his lips. “What do you mean you’re going with Maria? Where exactly are you going?”
“We’re going to visit her grandmother,” Isla explained, her heart racing slightly. “She’s an expert in Vedic astrology, and I think she might be able to help us find out more about my fu
