NEAR HIT
ISABELLA
There was a particular kind of courage that came from riding on the high alcohol gave. I was current riding on that high.
The anger was still there, burning hot in my chest. But underneath it, there was something else that was darker. Something that wanted to see how far I could push him before he broke.
You want to talk about what's yours?" I tilted my head, letting my lips curve into something that wasn't quite a smile. "You had me in my room, on my bed.. you had me shaking and moaning your name. And what did you do? You walked away.
His hand tightened on my throat, send jolts of pleasure through my veins.
I walked away because I had to.
You walked away because you're a coward." I pushed against his chest. "You walked away because you're too busy being Alexander
