Nineteen

“I thought I heard footsteps going down the stairs. I was investigating,” Isabella explained, holding both hands against her chest as if apprehensive of some strange danger.

“It was just me, there is no need to worry. We are in the safest place possible” she assured. “Just go back to bed.”

“Why were you up so late?”

“I....had.......um “ She coughed, puzzling the quickest lie. “I couldn't sleep.”

“Are you not going to explain the man's voice that accompanied you?” she asked, amusement flickering on her face.

Selena's face reddened immediately,

“How much of the man's voice did you hear?”

“I heard enough.” She drew closer, “I need details, tell me what happened, how it happened” she pressed impatiently.

“Well.......” She took a quick labored breath, “I finally confessed to him” “And........?”

“We made love.” She smiled and quickly stifled squealing laughter of ecstasy.

“Was it good? Was it like one of your fantasies?”

“Better, it was much better.” She breathed in deeply as more color