Isabella Martini - POV
I felt the familiar tightness in my lower abdomen as the kiss got aggressive. Our lips were moving in sync, and I couldn't help but let out a moan, which made him tighten his hold around my waist. My lungs were screaming with the lack of oxygen, and as I let him go, he began leaving trails of wet kisses down my neck. "Arlo, we…" I did not even know what I wanted to say as I arched my back and closed my eyes, drowning myself in complete euphoria.
"You are going to be the death of me, Isabella," Arlo whispered as he pulled away. I opened my eyes when I saw that his eyes were glowing a fiery gold.
"You said you had something to tell me earlier," I said, and Arlo nodded his head and let me go. As I stepped back only then did I realise that Sophia was nowhere in sight.
"Where is Sophia?"
