writes me." Looking at Drew, adding sarcastically, "Dane is a man of many words. He tends to bury himself in his work, and forget about the outside world."
Camille and Jack just laughed. Camille shook her head in agreement, "He is the very definition of a workaholic."
Drew smiled, "Has he always been that way?" He loved getting to know Isabel's family. The last two days were wonderful. He understood more now why Isabel was so kind, generous, and loving.
Jack looked proud, "Yes. Dane and Isabel are successful, because they are dedicated and hard workers. Camille and I are very lucky. They both made parenting easy."
Isabel grabbed her dad's hand and squeezed it tightly, "Thanks, Dad! You and Mom are pretty amazing parents."
Jack cleared his throat, patted her hand lightly, and held back his tears, "Okay, Izzy, no more sappy talk. Where should we go now? Home?"
Drew was ready to get home. He wanted to take Isabel to his cottage, maybe talk to her. Then throw her on the bed or wherever for that matter. He needed her now. They were sitting close to each other. He carefully placed his hand on her leg, and moved it to her inner thigh.
Isabel was about to suggest some dessert when she felt Drew's hand on her thigh. She jumped slightly, felt herself flush with excitement. Then he started to move his hand to her inner thigh and inch his way up. So instead of dessert, she said "How about we go home and relax for the evening?"
Drew chimed in, "I love the idea of resting at home for the night. We could even build a fire on the beach and make s'mores!" He looked at Isabel, "I may need a nap though, my schedule was crazy last week."
Isabel looked momentarily confused, and lost for words. Drew was making it very hard to think, or even talk for that matter. "A nap sounds wonderful, AND I love the idea of a fire on the beach."
Camille looked at Isabel, then at Drew, and with a slight grin looked at her husband. Camille and Jack knew something was going on between them. They didn't say a word, just paid for dinner while laughing softly. "Sounds like a plan to us."
When they finally arrived at the cottages, Drew excused himself and headed to his place. He felt like the trip home took ages.
Isabel really wanted to follow Drew, but with her parents there she followed them to her place. She sat her purse down, looked at her mom, "You okay if maybe I relax for a bit next door?"
Camille smiled, "Honey, you don't need to ask for my permission. I think I'm going to read my book on your patio for awhile."
Isabel smiled at her mom, "Sounds perfect. Let's plan to build a fire at dusk, in a few hours?"
Jack walked up behind Camille and hugged her. "That sounds great. I may need a nap myself after climbing all those stairs in that battleship."
Isabel hugged them both, grabbed a change of clothes, and practically ran to Drew's place. When she opened his door she let out a squeal.
Drew was standing by his door waiting for her, thinking she better hurry up. When she opened the door, he quickly grabbed her around her waist. He closed the door with his foot, and took only a couple long strides to reach his bedroom. He practically threw her on his bed. Isabel starting laughing, leaned up on her elbows watching him intently.
He took off his shirt and pants, then slowly moved his way up her body. "What took you so long?"
Isabel smiled, "After what you did in the restaurant, I believe we are even." She moved her hands slowly up his chest. She could feel him react to her touch. She softly laughed, and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down. Fisting her hands in his hair, she kissed him passionately. She loved the feel of his soft lips.
Then without words he freed her of the confinement of her clothes. This time they didn't want to rush anything. They wanted to feel, arouse, and possess every inch of each other.
Later, Drew and Isabel had fallen
Camille and Jack just laughed. Camille shook her head in agreement, "He is the very definition of a workaholic."
Drew smiled, "Has he always been that way?" He loved getting to know Isabel's family. The last two days were wonderful. He understood more now why Isabel was so kind, generous, and loving.
Jack looked proud, "Yes. Dane and Isabel are successful, because they are dedicated and hard workers. Camille and I are very lucky. They both made parenting easy."
Isabel grabbed her dad's hand and squeezed it tightly, "Thanks, Dad! You and Mom are pretty amazing parents."
Jack cleared his throat, patted her hand lightly, and held back his tears, "Okay, Izzy, no more sappy talk. Where should we go now? Home?"
Drew was ready to get home. He wanted to take Isabel to his cottage, maybe talk to her. Then throw her on the bed or wherever for that matter. He needed her now. They were sitting close to each other. He carefully placed his hand on her leg, and moved it to her inner thigh.
Isabel was about to suggest some dessert when she felt Drew's hand on her thigh. She jumped slightly, felt herself flush with excitement. Then he started to move his hand to her inner thigh and inch his way up. So instead of dessert, she said "How about we go home and relax for the evening?"
Drew chimed in, "I love the idea of resting at home for the night. We could even build a fire on the beach and make s'mores!" He looked at Isabel, "I may need a nap though, my schedule was crazy last week."
Isabel looked momentarily confused, and lost for words. Drew was making it very hard to think, or even talk for that matter. "A nap sounds wonderful, AND I love the idea of a fire on the beach."
Camille looked at Isabel, then at Drew, and with a slight grin looked at her husband. Camille and Jack knew something was going on between them. They didn't say a word, just paid for dinner while laughing softly. "Sounds like a plan to us."
When they finally arrived at the cottages, Drew excused himself and headed to his place. He felt like the trip home took ages.
Isabel really wanted to follow Drew, but with her parents there she followed them to her place. She sat her purse down, looked at her mom, "You okay if maybe I relax for a bit next door?"
Camille smiled, "Honey, you don't need to ask for my permission. I think I'm going to read my book on your patio for awhile."
Isabel smiled at her mom, "Sounds perfect. Let's plan to build a fire at dusk, in a few hours?"
Jack walked up behind Camille and hugged her. "That sounds great. I may need a nap myself after climbing all those stairs in that battleship."
Isabel hugged them both, grabbed a change of clothes, and practically ran to Drew's place. When she opened his door she let out a squeal.
Drew was standing by his door waiting for her, thinking she better hurry up. When she opened the door, he quickly grabbed her around her waist. He closed the door with his foot, and took only a couple long strides to reach his bedroom. He practically threw her on his bed. Isabel starting laughing, leaned up on her elbows watching him intently.
He took off his shirt and pants, then slowly moved his way up her body. "What took you so long?"
Isabel smiled, "After what you did in the restaurant, I believe we are even." She moved her hands slowly up his chest. She could feel him react to her touch. She softly laughed, and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down. Fisting her hands in his hair, she kissed him passionately. She loved the feel of his soft lips.
Then without words he freed her of the confinement of her clothes. This time they didn't want to rush anything. They wanted to feel, arouse, and possess every inch of each other.
Later, Drew and Isabel had fallen
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