The light was dim in the stairwell.
Isabella gasped and looked at Nathan in surprise.
He held her hands above her head with his right hand and wrapped the other arm tightly around Isabella’s waist.
“Nathan…what are you doing?” Isabella thought Nathan had seen someone and tried to hide, so she did not dare to speak loudly, instead asking him in a small voice.
Nathan was close to her, so close that their noses were almost touching one another.
“I want to eat pudding,” Nathan whispered, looking into Isabella’s eyes. That gaze made Isabella feel like he was looking right into her soul. His eyes were filled with emotions that mixed with dominance and desire.
“But you said…you will eat the next time…hmm…” Before she could say, “next time”, Nathan had lowered his head and kissed her lips
