Page 120 of Until You (Forgive Me)

Squaring her shoulders, she walked into the lift. Turning around, her eyes locked on her friends until the doors closed, and it began its ascent.

The butterflies had started again as the lift opened. Christian’s front door flew open, and he stood open-mouthed. Isabella could not prevent the giggle. It was clear he’d been about to rake his friend over the coals for keeping him waiting.

“Isabella?”

“In the flesh.”

She stepped out of the lift before the doors could close.

“What? I... I was coming to get you...”

“Well, I hope the ticket is refundable.”

Isabella made her way towards him.

She watched a smile break out over his face as his brain caught up. “It’s fine. I own the plane.”

Isabella rolled her eyes, stopping in front of him. “Are you going to invite me in?”

Christian stepped aside, his hand brushing hers as he grasped the handle of her case, electric shocks sparking all over her body.

She let go and walked ahead, listening as Christian closed the door.

“I don’t understand? Why are you here?”

Isabella turned, her hands clasping his face. The look of hope in his eyes, doing strange things to her heart.

“I realised I left something behind.”

Christian’s brows drew together.

“You... I also realised. I love my life in Thailand. But I’ve grown to love something else more... As they say.Home is where the heart is... Thailand doesn’t...”

Isabella didn’t get any further before Christian’s mouth crashed down on hers, his tongue demanding entrance. His passion stealing her breath.

When they finally broke apart, Christian rested his forehead against hers. “I take it I don’t have a meeting with Seb?”

“No... he and Scarlett...”

Christian’s brow raised.

“Dropped me off.”

Christian opened his mouth and closed it again. “I’ve always wondered...”

“Don’t wonder,” Isabella said, grinning and pulling his mouth back to hers.

She didn’t want him thinking too hard about his sister and his best friend. Not that he could talk.

“I need to grab a shower,” Isabella said before raising an eyebrow. “Care to join me?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” Christian said.

She pulled out of his arms before taking off towards the stairs, dropping items of clothing as she went. Christian hot on her heels.

She made it to the giant shower first, setting the jets going before stepping into the spray. Christian appeared behind her, crowding her, the water splashing over them both. His hands snaked up her front, cupping and caressing her breasts, warmth flooding her body, pooling at her core. Isabella dropped her head back against Christian’s shoulder as his lips sucked and nipped their way along her jawline and throat. Her hands snaked down and behind her, grabbing Christian’s hips and pulling him against her. His hardness and desire evident against her lower back..

They both groaned, Christian spinning her around, pushing her against the tiled wall, before dropping to his knees and hooking one of her legs over his shoulder.

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