I was still rubbing her back. ‘I will give you a thousand years to stop,’ she said before she kissed me. I do not know what I expected, but it was...not the passion that exploded between us. I moved my hands up to her shoulders, pulling her closer to me while she seemed to be holding on for dear life, our lips controlling the bottled lightning that was passing between us. A low growl escaped us, asked and answered, but who asked and who answered was unknown. The kiss broke and I was breathless.. I watched Cassie as she slept. Her expression seemed so peaceful, which was a huge difference from the anguish that was there less than an hour earlier.For obvious reasons, I went completely limp at her revelation that she'd been coerced or forced, and just held her as she cried herself out. I couldn't believe it had happened to her, too. Mia and her teacher first; then Shay and the party; and now, Cassie. We didn't say anything for a good fifteen minutes after her cries abated, then she slowly. While she was busy telling everybody that the regular driver, her husband, had been taken sick with food poisoning I was busy staking out the front seat as mine. No way was I not going to do whatever I had to do to get myself where I could feast my eyes on those legs. When she got everybody loaded on the bus and then slid under the stearing wheel I knew that I had made the right choice. Her skirt slid up to mid thigh and I got a woodie. She turned to talk to the guys in back and as she did her. Au revoir."He held her door for her and then watched her drive away. He was little short of ecstatic.Isobel was not. She did like him quite a lot. She thoroughly enjoyed his company. It was vigorous and amusing but the more she appreciated it the more she was going to be drawn to him and that must not happen. She could not and therefore must not let herself be drawn into another intimate relationship which could only turn sour. Could? Would! It might only be could but she could not trust that..