*Isabella's POV*
After we ate breakfast, he led me to the couch like he had something big to unload. My nerves were already buzzing. "Okay, so…" he started. I raised a brow. "You can't start a presentation with so."
"Smartass," he muttered, fighting back a grin.
"Stop stalling," I shot back, folding my arms.
"Alright, fine." He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, serious for once. "The reason we can't sleep together… yet… is because you're not ready."
I blinked at him. "Ready for what exactly?"
His eyes didn't waver. "For me and Damien." My stomach dropped. I stared at him like he'd suddenly sprouted horns. "What the f**k does that even mean?" Jacob let out a breath, running a hand through his messy hair. "Do you know now why I came to Raleigh? Why now?" He was watching me closely,
