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Chapter 9
I had one last cautionary thought: if this went any further there would be no going back.
It was both the hardest and easiest decision of my life. I knew that starting a realtionship with Isabella meant the end of life as I knew it, and a part of me paniced at the uncertainty that those thoughts brought. From now on, life would involve secrets, lies and a constant paranoia of discovery. Right now, however, there was nothing this part of me could do to change the path that my heart and body had already chosen.
Isabella gasped as in one swift motion I ripped the jumper from her body and lifted her easily in my arms, carrying her into the bathroom where I sat her on the sink. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I kissed along the line of her jaw and down her neck. My fingers found the hooks of her bra and undid them before throwing it across the room. As she undid the buttons of my shirt I took a second to appreciate to breasts. They were firm and full and sat proudly upon her chest, just begging to be touched. I shrugged off my shirt before leaning in and taking one of her nipples into my mouth. Her head fell back and she closed her eyes as I teased it with my tongue, massaging the other with my hand. Fingers gripped into my hair as she moaned out my name, writhing her hips so that she ground against my crotch. It was my turn to let out a groan and I bit down on her breast, eliciting yet another sensual gasp from her quivering lips.
A sudden violent vibration startled us both. We ignored it, but when a low quality rendition of an upbeat pop song started blaring Isabella felt into her pocket and pulled out her phone.
"Oh shit, it's my dad calling!" she cursed, sounding paniced and slightly out of breath, "I'll just reject it". She was about to ignore the call when I had a thought.
"You should probably pick up so that he doesn't start worrying about you or ask any questions" It was best to let Chief Swan get a quick chat in with Isabella, just to confirm that she'd made it to Jessica's ok, even if that was a lie. This way, there would be no reason for him to ask questions.
"Hi Dad, what's up?" She was short of breath and her voice was a little shaky as she spoke. "Yeah, I got here fine...We'll probably just watch some films and eat far too much junk food, the usual!" She looked away from the phone and rolled her eyes, clearing used answering these same question every time she went out.
I lifted her down from the sink so that she could try to get her breathing back to normal. It sounded like she might be talking for a while, so I smiled at her as I collected the rest of her wet clothing from the floor and took it through to the laundry room.
I finished sorting the clothes and went back down to the bathroom where Isabella was just finishing up her phone call, wrapped in the remnants of my old wooly jumper for warmth.
"Ok dad, love you too, bye!" She ended the call and switched her phone onto silent mode before puting it back in her pocket.
"Was your dad just checking in?"
"Yeah, just to see I was safe and to say he won't be in when I get home tomorrow, he's got to be in at work first thing. So it's perfect, I can just get a tow for my truck in the morning and my dad won't notice anything wrong. I'll just pretend to discover it's broken the next time I have to go out".
"Great plan, thisw way he won't notice anything wrong at all." I was glad things had worked out, I had been dreading how we would deal with the mess that we seemed to have run head first in to.
"So," I queried with a smirk, "does that mean I have you all to myself tonight?"
I watched as she stared at me with flirting eyes, dropping the torn jumper from her body, revealing her naked chest once again.
"Of course it does"