Chapter 38

• He moved slowly towards her, and Isabella watched him. This was the first time she had ever seen him... Scared. Yeah, that was definitely how he looked. When he was in front of her, he took her hand in his.
• "That day we met" he began, rubbing her palm with his thumb. Isabella felt the familiar curl in her toes. The kind she always felt whenever he touched her but ignored it. This was not the time to feel like that. "You had a cut on your hand from a broken glass"
• Isabella shook her head and he gave her a small smile.