A massive weight vanished from Leo’s shoulders. He could breathe again. Drawing in a lungful of air, he exhaled and feathered a kiss on Ivy’s temple. She snuggled closer, still asleep. This was what his mother had told him to find. A woman who would undo him from the inside out, a woman he could not live without. He had made his choice before taking her to bed. He knew then he could not propose to Mildred. Still, after finally being with Ivy, it was a relief to know his decision had been right. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with someone he loved.
Loved.
Loved.Did he love Ivy?
For someone who had lived the last several years denying himself joy, he felt like a starving man perusing the menu of the Savoy and unable to limit his choices. If he could have Ivy at his side, as his w
