Isabella’s POVWe made our way down the aisle, and then Zander quickly dragged me back into the hotel. We raced down the hallway to the elevators and got in, Zander pressing and holding the close door button so no one else could get in.“Zander,” I giggled. “You’re being crazy.”“Crazy for you, Izzy,” Zander grinned, pinning me against the wall of the elevator. “I love you, wife.”Wife. It sounded so sweet coming off his lips. “I love you, too, husband,” I said, smiling.“Say it again,” Zander growled as he kissed my neck.“Husband, my husband,” I panted out.The elevator stopped, and Zander pulled me by the hand down the hallway. Then, he stopped at a door, swiping a key card.“Well, Mrs. Cavanaugh, we’re here,” Zander said, smiling widely.“Where exactly is here?” I asked.“The honeymoon suite, of course,” Zander explained and proceeded to sweep me off my feet. I giggled with excitement. “What are you doing?”“I’m carrying m
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