Dazed

Isabella was in a daze as she stared up at the roof in her room. She should be sleeping. She'd been up since early this morning, had no rest over the weekend and needed to go to work in the morning again, but that sleep seemed to have disappeared. Her brain seemed to be treating Ian's words as some sort of catchy music as his words repeated there, as if in a loop.

"We are in an exclusive relationship. This means you won't be seeing anyone and neither would I. Also, about this morning, I did not do whatever your overactive imagination has you thinking! Erica was there for business and thought that she could use me to get it. All we did was talk business. Capsice? Understood?"