Day One (1)

Eddie didn’t wake up the next day until after the sun had risen. She was alone in the bed. For a moment she wondered if it was all a dream. If she had fallen asleep alone on the night of her wedding and dreamed of a caring and passionate Alex.

It had to have been a dream. There was no way the Duke of Ice could be so caring and warm. No way the man stopped when she asked. Men only cared about their own pleasure. Pure fantasy, that’s what she dreamed.

And what was wrong with her for dreaming something like that? Was she frustrated? How could she be sexually attracted to a corrupt monster like Claiborne?

Annoyed with herself, Eddie thrust the sheets off her and tried to get up. She swung the bed covers to the side and attempted to stand, except her legs felt like jello. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at herself. Small love bites covered decorated her body and her private parts sticky.

Her cheeks filled with heat. She hadn’t imagined last