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“There!” Dom said.
Isa hit play, and we watched Dave leave the store only twenty minutes before Morris arrived. “Oh, thank God! He wasn’t inside when the fire started,” Isa said, slumping against me in relief.
Wherever the old man was, he was alive. Now maybe he will let us put him up in a damn hotel.
Dave arrived after about an hour of standing on the sidewalk watching Isa’s home burn. “I was so worried about you until I watched the camera feed and saw you hadn’t been in there when my father set it on fire,” Isa said as she hugged Dave tightly.
“Wouldn’t have been no fire if I’da been there,” Dave blustered. He met my eyes as Isa stepped back into my arms. “Might be needin’ that room now if you’re still willin’.”
“It would be our honor, Dave,” I replied.
Dom took him aside and got him squared away with a hotel room as the Fire Marshal came to talk to us. “We’re doing our best, Miss Wilcox, but it’s not looking good. The fire’s jumping to the neighboring buildings, and we have to switch our attention to them before the entire block goes up.”
“We have footage of how the fire started and who started it,” Nate informed him.
“That would make my investigation much easier if I could get a copy of it,” the Marshal replied.
“I’ll send it to you,” Isa assured him.
“You all may as well take off. It will be a long night here, and you won’t be able to get in to assess the damage until everything cools off,” he told us.
“Thank you for your efforts,” Isa replied.
We dropped Dave off at his hotel and went home.
“Are you ok?” I asked Isa on the ride upstairs.
She nodded. “I am. Don’t get me wrong, I’m devastated at the loss, but I will rebuild.”
“Yeah, but you just lost your home,” Dom said. “It’s ok not to be ok about that.”
Isa smiled and shook her head. “That wasn’t my home anymore. This is my home now.”
You could have knocked me over with a feather. Isa stated it with such ease and acceptance. I hadn’t realized she had fully decided about our future together, past giving it a shot. I felt like screaming from the rooftop that Isa Wilcox chose us!
“I’m going to go shower,” Isa said when we entered our home.Ourhome. “I smell like smoke.”
We watched her walk down the hall and into the bedroom. When she was gone, I turned and grinned at my friends like an idiot. Their smiles matched my own, so we were three grown-ass adult idiots cheesin’ over our girl.
“I’m opening a bottle of champagne,” Dom said.
“I’ll get the candles and start a fire in the fireplace!” Nate announced as they went to accomplish their missions.
“I guess that leaves me with the mood music,” I chuckled.
We were busy preparing the living room for a night of seduction when we heard Isa call for us.
“Hey guys, can you come here for a second?”
We exchanged worried looks as we rushed down the hall to the bedroom. We nearly fell over each other as we stumbled to a stop inside the room.
“Holy hell,” Nate muttered.
Isa knelt on the bed naked and still damp from her shower.
Chapter seventeen
Isa
