#11 - Just One Dance
"I only wanted to make Jackson jealous," I rationalized my aching need to be close to Isabella in my head. The need to hold on to her while I introduced her as mine to everyone I knew at this party and those I didn't. Truth be told, apart from a second ago, I hadn't thought about Jackson from the moment I stepped back into this party. I hadn't thought about pretty much anything else. My every breath, thought, gaze had been spent on one person only...her. Isabella Thornfield - currently stealing the spotlight in this gathering, the bell of the party...was there such a thing? I still couldn't wrap my head around how she'd transformed for this party from the drunk teary eyed girl I had tucked in bed last night, or the sexy wet version of her I had fished out of the pool. She was like a moder
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