A Summer To Remember: Novella (Lost Love Book 1) by C.L. Richards Page B

for that matter. No one has intrigued me but when I met you, a whirl of emotions hit me. I need you, Isabelle. I want you. Give me a chance to prove myself.” Isabelle's eyes widen to what I can only assume is a shock.
    I don’t think of the consequences before prowling in Isabelle's direction. She tries to deter me from entering the shower but without much success. I need to have her in my arms, to have her body flush against mine. I back her against the wall, what I would do to take her right now. But in reality, she's not ready, I know I need to take it slow but sometimes fighting the urge is impossible. Coming to my senses, I take a step back but seeing tears in her eyes causes a stabbing pain in the centre of my chest. “Don't get upset, baby. You wanted to take it one day at a time if we don’t stop now, I won't be able too.” I hungrily kiss her before leaving the bathroom.

Chapter Thirteen
     
    Xavier
     
    Kyle offers to take me over to Nikki’s apartment. We climb into his beat-up ford and make our way across town. I was pleasantly surprised when I entered the apartment. It's modern with cream walls, grey carpet with matching coloured furniture. There's a flat screen television, on the chimney breast. The apartment is very much Nikki. I head into the kitchen and make a start on the pasta. Nikki went to the store earlier today to pick up Isabelle's favorite dessert. Time seems as though it's come to a stop, I peek through the blinds willing for Isabelle to appear. I only saw her an hour ago, but my palms itch to feel her delicate skin. How can you miss someone after a short amount of time?
    The sound of a car stopping causes nervous energy to flow my body. I anxiously pace the length of the living room. Unable to wait for the door to knock, I stroll down the outside steps. I stand out of view trying to determine Isabelle’s reaction. Did I make the right decision to cook for her or should I have taken her to a nice restaurant?
    I don't venture out of the shadows until she's stood before me. I offer my hand, which she promptly takes. I give her hand a slight pull causing her face to pummel into my chest. “You look beautiful,” I mumble in the middle of placing little kisses along her neck. I lead her up the steps and into the entryway. I come to a stop behind her, watching for a reaction. Have I made a decent attempt? Does she like it?
    Aside from one major cock-up, I'd say the date went well. I thought she was going to bolt and my chance was destroyed. I wanted her to know I cared but yeah , It didn’t come out the way I imagined it would. Seeing happiness radiating from her, was a turn on. Knowing the huge grin spread over her face was because of me. The more time I spend with her, the deeper I’m falling in love. I never knew the meaning of true love until now. In reality, I should take a step back and save us both from ending up hurt but it’s impossible.
    The best moment of the evening was Isabelle initiating the kiss, she took me by surprise. Her touch felt like electric shocks, radiating across my abdomen. Fuck, I needed her. I knew I needed her due to the fact of the attraction heightening between us. She's vulnerable and not ready for the truth.
    Isabelle hesitated when she realized where I was leading her. I watched the happiness fade and morph into worry. I would love to know, what's was going through her head? Perhaps this wasn't a smart move, I gathered with me spending every night with her, she would be okay. I anxiously run my hands through my hair, does she think I want sex? Shit, this wasn't one of my best idea's, I explain I only wanted to hold her in my arm’s. She's quiet for a couple of seconds but then she agrees. Not long after she curls into my side, her breathing levels out has she floats into a serene sleep.
    Sleep for me, however, doesn't come so natural. I discover myself stressing, who's going to look after Isabelle once I've left? Her parents aren't around to help her. She