Chapter 7. Strange Choices

Isabella’s POV

My cousin!

That word felt foreign to me, so much so that I felt okay being close with Tommy. Everything that was happening felt beautiful. I felt comfortable and content in his touch; it was soothing. Everyone deserves to be happy, so I would cherish this moment, this time, until he left for the States after his contract ended. I was going to miss him. He made me warm toward something I can now call a strong affection. I didn’t want to say it was love; I mean, what do I know about love? I've never been in love. I've never wanted to be in love. Love is for the weak; it makes one vulnerable, dependent, and helpless. I didn’t want to be that kind of woman. I wanted to be free, to have fun whenever I wanted, without worrying if someone was cheating on me. I just wanted to be me.

He kissed me, snapping me out of my daze. His thrusts were faster now, and I knew he was close to climaxing. As I approached my peak, I screamed out his name. He