The Runaway Groom

Isaac raised a brow and slowly pried Irene's fingers off his collar before pressing her palm over his chest. "I know you have steady hands, but could you bear to take my heart?"

Irene stiffened, not about to back down. "Why wouldn't I? You're going to cheat on me."

“Then you can have my heart right now," he breathed as he wormed his other arm around her waist and pulled firmly, pressing her against himself.

Then, leaning in to breathe into her ear, he added, "Along with all that I am."

Irene flushed into her ears right then as she got flustered.

Even his palm burned.

Shyly lowering her gaze, she pouted. "Don't try to entice me and think this is over..."

Isaac continued to nuzzle her ear. "Well, what did I do?"

"That woman—"

we having sex?" he asked, cutting her

speechless but answered,

just being paranoid and certainly did

heart—it was not easy for them to get together after all they had

feelings change, and she had to be wary— she refused to let her marriage end up a mess like her

him on the lips. "If you don't love me anymore, you

hers before she could finish, and he kissed her so deeply she

shoved him in reflex.

his grip but did not release her, and Irene

get upset if she mentioned going to Minerva now, and

she should be more considerate that

sudden breeze on her chest

found Isaac groping her breasts.

were in

rasped and picked her up by the waist, so that she straddled his hip while clinging to