-Damian-
She was hesitant. I didn’t blame her. I was surprised at myself. I had barely let the doctor stitch me up because I wanted to see Isabella. For some reason, everything in me was screaming to go to her, to feel her close, to know she was safe. Even after exerting some energy on the mission, I found that I needed her even more.
But those b*stards had forced me to relive the night I had met Isabella. I remembered how scared she had been and yet so feisty. Even now, she was challenging me, constantly questioning me. I loved it, but it was even better when she finally gave in and moved to the empty side beside me. Her scent hit me like a knockout punch, and all I wanted was to pull her close and kiss every part of her.
“Okay. Now what?” she asked as she lay down beside me.
I lifte
