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Chapter 8

                                                                                Isabelle

Isabelle stretched and groaned in a sore, satisfied way. Last night with Kohl had been amazing. His emerald eyes hypnotizing like a spell. She'd never had sex with a stranger before. And she wanted more of him. Rolling over, she felt his side of the bed and her hand brushed cold sheets.

She sat up with a start. “Kohl?” But even before the emptiness of the house echoed back in answer, her instinct told her that he was gone. That she'd had a one-night stand and would never see him again.

A pain hit her chest. God, she had amazing sex with a guy and was hooked.

Yowls echoed from the front door.

Right, it

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