ISABELLE'S POV— 66

"Ou, Isabelle, we are outside," he mutters, still looking pleased, and holding my waist tightly like I was going to escape soon.

"Does it matter?" I can feel my heart pounding loudly, and I hope he isn't feeling it as my chest is pressed against his body.

Kyler relaxes, loosening his tightened grip, and his face is reddened with bright smiles. "What if a guard sees us? We have guests. Are you craving me that much?" He asks with a smirk.

Of course I do miss him— I mean, crave him, but right now that's not it, I hope Princess Kaylani hears us and his or takes cover with her lover because Kyler seeing those two would not really end well, that's what I think for now, he is way to honest these days. "Of course," a small laugh escapes my throat, "I do miss you— crave you, so kiss me," Damnit, I should he careful what I keep saying, I didn't mean to say that, maybe I did.

There's a moment of silence between us, and he's staring. His devious smile has disappeared, now looking worried. "That d