Chapter 35: What about Teresa?

Jaxon pulled into the company’s parking lot with Isla in his car, the two of them practically glued to each other. He leaned in, pressing his lips against her neck, decorating her neck with deliberate kisses.

Isla’s hand rested on his thigh, gripping it firmly. Last night, Jaxon had refused to make love to her—the whole mood had shifted after Isla’s mother’s call—but now, he couldn't stop touching her.

He kept bringing up how he regretted asking her to answer the phone, knowing he had to recreate the perfect atmosphere they’d lost.

Isla had gone deeper into explaining what her sister and her ex-fiance did to her and this broke Jaxon. He wanted to make it up to her anyway he could.

Jaxon had always been a perfectionist, and with Isla in his life, he was determined to make everything just right.

“We’re here, boss,” the driver announced, shutting off the engine.

Jaxon lifted his head from Isla’s neck, meeting her gaze. “Shall we?”

Isla grinned and nodded. “Let’s go.”