Convicted Love

Chapter Four

Blake’s pov

The blast of warm air from the store’s heater was a welcome contrast to the biting cold outside. Snow clung to my boots as I stepped inside, shaking off the chill and scanning the rows of winter clothes. I wasn’t exactly sure what I was looking for, but luckily, I wasn’t alone.

I looked over at Bella in her purple sweatshirt and blue and purple crotched hat her brown hair flowing out underneath it her cheeks rosy from where the wind had been blowing outside I couldn’t help but smile I knew she was terrified of me but she didn’t show it i thought she was mute at first because she refused to talk. I walk over to her and she looks up at me she doesn’t talk just grabs the measuring tape telling me what size I am her hands brush against my body and I feel her fingertips on my skin I breath in deep praying to God I don’t get a hard on inside a f*****g target “34’30” she says then goes and grabs some jeans she brings them over to me “try on” she says I walk over to the dressing toom to try on the jeans I slide my shoes off and then slide the old dirty jeans off and try on the new pair of Levi’s they fit perfectly. I walk out and show her the jeans and I swear I see her smile. I take the other jeans and add them to the pile of clothes im gonna buy. I walk over to the shirt rack I try to look at the size of the shirt on my body but can’t reach the tag so I try ripping it when I hear her say “stop!” I immediately take my hands down and just stare at her she walks behind me and pushes the hood out of the way pulling down the shirt a little to reach the tag and when her finger rub against my neck I swear this girl is gonna give me a hard on right in this store and there’s nothing I can do about it I try imagining stuff to make my body calm down but I cant do it so I run to the dressing room pulling away from her to try and relax my body. Once my body is relaxed I walk back out only to find her crying I rush over to her to see why but when she pulls away from me I finally notice why she’s crying she doesn’t realize what she did and she thinks I’m mad at her and see “ I’m not mad.” I tell her trying to calm her down the last thing we need is some nosey ass thinking I’ve hurt an innocent woman. She goes to pull at my jacket again and I notice shes trying to read the tag I slowly slide down the zipper and pull the old tattered hoodie off letting it fall to the floor. She gasps and I know what she’s looking at I just hope she doesn’t run away.

Isabellas pov

I look him over up and down and damn if I thought the dragon on his neck was sexy that didnt even prepare me for what was under that jacket his arms were covered in art dragons snakes skulls everywhere limed his arms I couldn’t even imagine what the rest of his body looked like because his T-shirt clinging to his body was everything I needed to see. Now that’s I got a good look at him I could tell he was way older than me and instead of running away I was here for it damn he was fine with his slick black hair and beautiful blue eyes that reminded me of ocean waves there was something about his presence that drew me in making me want to know more about him. I keep repeating over and over what he said in my mind about prison giving him the outfit he had on and what’s funny is I should be freaking out about him being in prison part of mind is crazy wondering what he’d look like on top of me and the other part is run away. I keep helping him pick out clothes and once we have him a couple outfits we check out. We walk back to the car and I take him to the last spot in his list the county clerk office he comes out smiling and for once I wish that smile was for me and me only “ I got my license back”. We head back home and when we get home my heart drops out of my chest while we were gone the tree in my front yard has fallen on top of my house blocking any way in to my house.