…Isabella POV…
I watch him as he is busy getting dressed. He is one of the sexiest men I have ever seen and probably the only one that I will ever be with.
Clayton Jackson is definitely a price that any woman would love to have.
So it is with nothing but that fucking gorgeous smile on his face that he leans over and places his lips softly against mine, "I need to go, boo."
As I take his lips for mine to taste, I only softly whisper, "What time will you be back later?"
He fumbles a bit, looking for the right words, "I am going to be a bit busy with Harrison, but I will come home as soon as I can."
I nibble at his bottom lip for the last time, "Then I will see you later."
And with that, he takes that goddamn tight ass out the door, leaving me rather frustrated.
Well, I can… Let us rather think about this one.