Chapitre 339: Oh Soup (2)

Isabella shook her head to get rid of the notion that she was more than 'physically' attracted to Ian Frost.

She looked at him, standing in the balcony with his back to her and then quickly turned back to look at her hands which were still tingling. As expected that man was as perfect from behind as he was from the front. He was se* on legs so physical attraction was to be expected. She'd have to be a corpse to not be horn* for that man. But being attracted to him more than physically... nah that would be a mess of soup!

She'd definitely hurt more than her arm also in the accident. Did she hit her head against the wall and did not remember? That had to be it. She was having delusions due to concussion. She'd go to the hospital at the earliest and get medication.