His movements earned another moan and shiver, and even though he just left, she unconsciously ground against his hip, just a little, as he pulled her over. She sprawled out atop him, relaxing again, and tucked her face into the curve of his neck. “I’m free,” she whispered, as if she’d just now realised it.
Isaac smiled tenderly and ran his hands up and down her sides, cradling her against his chest as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Yes, you are. And I’ll hope that you’ll consider staying here with me?” he offered in a hushed tone, eyes fluttering shut as he smiled into her hair.
“I’ll stay as long as you want me,” Summer promised, drifting in a hazy glow of happiness. She’d never believed it was possible to be this happy.