We had just gotten married and left for our honeymoon when my husband demanded to bring his secretary with us. It wasn’t until the plane landed that he finally realized I had never even boarded. Just as he opened…!
“Honey, there’s something I need to tell you,” Julian murmured at the check-in counter. “Kayla has urgent quarterly documents to review. She’s coming to Marisol Island so we can work during the flight.”
I watched my husband’s executive assistant approach in a fitted white dress, pulling a designer suitcase identical to mine.
“I’m so sorry for intruding on your honeymoon,” Kayla said sweetly, though the triumphant gleam in her eyes told a very different story.
