Out of Sight

by Cleo White

call you Issy because nobody else does. Maybe I want a piece of you all to myself. Did that ever occur to you?”

want you more than I want my next breath, sweetheart. Not just the pieces you've decided are good enough to show the world, but fucking all of you.”

She's such a proud, fiery little thing for me, and it makes me smug as hell to know that I'm the only one who gets to see this side of her.

“You're so fucking beautiful, Is. Every inch of you.” I let my eyes roam hungrily over her body. “I’m not hiding what you do to me anymore.”

I'll be so good to her, she just needs to let me.

It takes every ounce of willpower I have to pull away and press my forehead against hers, both of us panting. “I’m coming for you, Isobel Bradley,” I joke quietly, my voice strained from the effort it takes not to kiss her all over again. “You can run, but you can't hide.”

I'm in love with him. He's the bossiest, most protective, sweetest man on the planet, and he wants me. I have no idea why or how I can possibly be good enough for him, but I can't keep those walls around my heart anymore. Not falling for Judah Hale is hard work, and I'm so damn tired.

“You look really good in a tux, by the way.” I chuckle. “If you're a good girl, I'll let you take it off later.