Chapter 34“So, what’s the plan?” Isabella wondered aloud, nibbling on the last cluster of oats left from a granola bar. “We can’t hold up in here forever. Sooner or later, one of the inmates will make it through the door.”
Brayden sat against the wall, rubbing his blond hair with a sweaty palm. Under the bright lights in the infirmary, Isabella examined his features, pondering over the emotions their brief kiss back in the pod had set in motion.
It wasn’t attraction, per say, more like a deep-rooted connection. The instant their lips touched, she knew they were soul mates. Not in the traditional romantic sense, but equally as important. Fated not to be mates, but partners in crime. Chase was her grounding; the one that kept her safe and on course. But, Brayden . . . she needed him around
