Dinner.

They both breathed heavily, staring at each other. Seth was raging hard and throbbing, eager for her to continue. But as he watched her eyes widen from their hooded form, he knew there was no way sex was happening. Not with the realization that filtered into her facial expression.

He knew she still wanted him back. Although she didn't act like it, the look in her eyes gave her away. She still wanted him. She had proved that just a few seconds ago, and he was a damned man because Knowing that made him feel very much confident. She was still his Isabella however strong-headed she may be.

Heck, he had half expected her to call the cops on him, but she didn't. In his head, call it whatever you wanted, but that could only mean one thing. She loved him. She had to. Now all he had to do was make her believe it, so she would come back to him. He was so close to getting the family he had always dreamed of, and he was willing to do anything to have that. Even if that meant groveling.

Isabe