Chapter 21

"I need every single detail you can find about Isabelle on my desk. " Christian instructed Sean via the phone, while he slicked his hair back with his left hand. He didn't want to be around Isabelle when she woke up. He had been constantly hard almost the whole night. Sleeping beside her affected him in ways he thought he was entirely past.

He wrote a note and placed it on the bedside stand with the pen on top. Before he could step out though, the woman stirred and mumbled his name.

"What's the time? " Isabelle croaked sitting up on the empire carved king size bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes. The first thing she noticed was the softness beneath her, then the smell of Christian's Cologne crowding her senses. Her eyes flew open, spotting a smirking Christian leaning on the frame of his bedroom door.

He observed as realization kicked in, her confused face changing into an horrified one. She threw the comforter off her, screaming when she realized she shirt she wore had ridden up her waist.