Chapter 4

Not only did a week pass, Cruella had stayed for 2 whole months. She didn't want to leave anymore. She and Isaac were going out every day and they shared a bed almost every night. It was either in her room at Granny's or at his place. Isaac had found an apartment near Granny's Bed and Breakfast and he was trying to convince her to move in with him. Cruella didn't feel ready yet, so she kept refusing his offer. However, he tried not to pick her about that subject.

After they had finished their walk at the harbor, they went to his apartment to "resume" their date. She walked into and she left her fur on the couch. He came closer to her, grabbed her by the waist and gave her a soft but passionate kiss.

"Move in with me..." he said breaking the kiss.

"Oh don't start again, darling!" she exclaimed with annoyance and went on to kiss him back before he could say another word.

They walked into the bedroom without breaking the kiss and both laid on the bed. She helped him remove his jacket and then he leaned forward wrapping his arm around her waist and started kissing her neckline. He started unbuttoning her shirt while she loosened his tie. His hands stroke her chest. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. She started breathing faster and faster and her lips claimed his once again.

Cruella was lying naked next to Isaac covering her nudity with the white sheet. She couldn't sleep. She got up off the bed, the sheet still wrapped around her, and carefully trying not to make a sound and she moved towards the living room. She didn't want to wake him up so she gently closed the door behind her.

She didn't feel like watching TV, so she looked around for a book. Isaac had tones of them and they were stacked in a bookcase next to his desk.

"The notebook"... "Dear John"... she read the titles on the backs of the books throwing down the ones she thought were profoundly uninteresting and boring.

"Oh, Isaac, do you have anything except romance?" she murmured to herself.

She picked a random book since every single one of them was a love story and sat on the big couch. She looked at the title. "The Great Gatsby", one of Isaac's favorite books. A sarcastic expression was drawn on her face and opened it. She started reading the first chapter but something stopped her from moving on to chapter 2. Her blue eyes opened widely in astonishment. Folded, among the old, yellow pages, there was a small napkin with a trace of lipstick she couldn't fail to recognize. It was the napkin she had given him that night at Murray's. He still had it! She couldn't believe he had kept it after all of these years and after all she had done to him.

"He still has it..." she murmured with a sad smile.

It was that moment, the moment she realized how much he loved her. Or maybe the moment she realized how much she did. As strange as it seemed to her, she really did care about that man. She didn't dare to admit it, though. She didn't want to seem weak or vulnerable. Cruella had never felt any of these emotions before. It was a complete first for her.
She couldn't possibly keep on reading anymore. She put the napkin back where it was hidden, closed the book and tidied up the "book mess" she had created. Then she went back into the bedroom and laid next to him. She placed her head on his shoulder and moved her hand on his chest. She could feel his heart beat. She smiled, closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Hello everyone! This is my very first fanfic and I'm so glad that you like it! Unfortunately I won't upload another chapter for the next 3 weeks since I'm going on vocation. :( Thanks again for your support. See you in chapter 5.