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**Isa Callan kissed me thoroughly, fanning the flames between us before releasing me with a little nibble to my lower lip. I craved more and reached for him. He laughed and captured my hand, kissing my fingertips. “I think we should adjourn to the bedroom." I nodded, and Callan took my hand in a firm, but gentle, grip and led me from our stargazing and back down to the second level. I followed him down the hall and into his bedroom, knowing it was his by his own little touches mixed in with the decor. It was a bedroom worthy of the beach villa of a rich man. But I wasn't as concerned with what was in the bedroom. My entire focus was soon taken by who was in it when Callan cupped my cheeks and pressed his lips to mine. I opened my mouth in sweet invitation when he ran his tongue along