Scent

ISABELLA POV

It was the quiet that woke me up. The kind of quiet that made me realize how very beautiful quiet mornings were. Usually, it was either Edward asking me to open my legs, or the sound of his brat daughter running down the halls.

The point is, it usually was so noisy. I yawned as I stretched, touching the other side of the bed. My eyes opened in a flash. Edward wasn’t there, he really wasn’t. Somewhat elevated and smiling now, I sat up. Edward’s absence was fulfilling; he had woken up and left for work without forcing me into an excruciating sex act.

I stood up. There was an ache between my legs, and it seemed to deepen each time I took a step. I knew what it was, after all, it was the thought of Alexander that kept me turning all night, relishing the thought of him being inside me again. I wouldn’t have been so needy if he hadn’t shown up and I relived the night we had spent together over and over.

I washed my face in the bathroom sink before heading out of my bedroom. Tru