A/N: First of all, I would like to thank everyone who reviewed my last chapter. I know this one is long overdue since I've had a couple people threaten me to write more. Also, I would like to thank AlmstFms and Vikki Kelly for everything. So, here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy it! (Oh yeah, and just pretend that Rusty's hair is a little longer).

Isabel scooted closer to Rusty on the couch. Rusty leaned forward and captured Isabel's lips with his own. Rusty pushed Isabel backwards while still kissing her so that she was on her back.

Isabel's hands were running through Rusty's thick, blonde hair. Rusty's hands were at Isabel's hips, holding them tightly. Isabel squirmed under Rusty's firm hands and once she got the leverage, she flipped him on his back. Rusty broke the kiss with a surprised "Oomph". He looked up at Isabel, who was breathing heavily.

Isabel straddled him and placed her hands on his stomach. Not content to just sit there (honestly, who would be?), she snaked her hands under his shirt to feel his smooth chest.

Rusty grabbed Isabel's hands and held them in his own, lacing their fingers together. Finally he pulled her down and began to kiss her again. Isabel's lips quivered as their tongues clashed for dominance. Rusty like the feel of Isabel's soft lips against his own, the feeling of their bodies pressed together for warmth. Isabel shifted her position so that she was now lying atop Rusty, one of her legs pressed between his, her hands exploring his muscular body. Rusty's hands traveled from Isabel's hips to the small of her back and gently rubbed there. Isabel moaned into his mouth and began to kiss him more frantically.

Once again, their positions shifted as Rusty turned so that Isabel was underneath him. His soft kisses traveled down her neck and teased her. Rusty's hands pulled at the bottom of Isabel's shirt and lifted it over her head. He threw the shirt in the corner and ravished her body once more.

Rusty's cell phone rang just as he took off his own shirt. He groaned loudly between kisses.

"I think you should answer that," Isabel said, giving him fervent pecks between her words.

"I know, but why did it have to ring now?" Rusty said, irritated. 'This better be good' he thought. Isabel flopped back onto the couch as he answered it.

"Hello? Danny? Hey, how's it going? How's Tess? Really? Tomorrow, can't it wait? Lisbon! You want me to fly all the way to Lisbon, tomorrow!" Rusty yelled. Isabel looked over at him curiously.

"Yeah, all right. I got it, okay? Oh and thanks for interrupting!" Rusty hung up and rubbed his forehead.

"Is something wrong?" Isabel asked.

"No, everything's fine. My boss wants me to fly to Lisbon tomorrow for a job," Rusty explained.

"I thought you were on vacation?"

"So did I," Rusty sighed, "Listen, Isabel I'm really sorry, but I have to go. Maybe we can continue this when I get back?"

"Yeah, I think that might work. I'll go get your clothes, they must be dry by now," Isabel smiled at him. Rusty watched her walk down the hall and once she was out of sight he cursed Danny.

"Damn you Danny!" Rusty whispered just as Isabel started toward him again.

"Something wrong?" Isabel asked, Rusty shook his head.

"No, I gotta go. Bye Isabel," he said, giving her a quick peck on the cheek and headed towards the door. Isabel followed him into the hall.

"Bye Rusty," she said, grabbing Rusty's collar and kissing him passionately. Isabel's lips tasted like honey and Rusty loved honey. Isabel broke the kiss, walked back into her apartment and closed the door.

"We're definitely picking up where we left off when I get back," Rusty muttered, turning away from Isabel's door he started down the stairs.

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