Book 3 Chapter 3
~ISABELLA~ Hunter looked like he was in pain. Physically and Emotionally. Was just the thought of kissing me so hard for him to stomach? He'd ordered that I looked at him and I wondered if this was really what he wanted me to see. That he definitely didn't want to kiss me. Without warning he gripped my waist with one hand and crashed his lips to mine. I was not prepared for the low growl in the back of his throat the moment our lips connected. And I most definitely was not prepared for the rush of emotion that jammed my heart. I gripped onto his black suit, trying to hold onto something at all of the feelings bombarding my body all at once. To my dismay, he pulled away from me so quickly that I was left to think that my lips had somehow burnt him. I was surprised to see fear in t
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