Isabella POV
Two days in bed was more than enough and on the morning of the third day, I was bounding out of it before Drake could stop me. My body still ached some, but it was a dull ache and wouldn’t prevent me from resuming my normal activities.
While Drake lay sleeping, I quickly donned my workout gear, grabbed my coat, and snuck out of the room. I’d barely made it halfway down the stairs when I felt the familiar tug of an opening channel.
Where are you going, darlin’?
I rolled my eyes and shook my head as a grin tugged at my lips. Damn his canine hearing.
I stay my two days. I go to gym today.
Want some company?
You are distraction, mi amor. I work you out later.
Will you?
Oh, si. We waste many months for nada.
That we did. Join me for breakfast in a couple hours?
Si. Te A
