Chapter 90

She returned us our clothes, where I tried to catch my breath before getting dressed. I was dressed in a white tunic top and jeans. I put on my panties and bra, but not my shirt or pants. Unlike me, Isaiah was not out of breath. My legs were trembling.

"Sit down and I will massage your legs," he said, starting with my calf and working out the tension. Then I raised my leg to my knee. I moaned when he got to my thigh because it felt so good.

"I apologize. "That was inappropriate," I pointed out.

"Don't even think about it." He explained, "It's supposed to feel good."

I moaned even louder as he moved to the other thigh. Oh no, I clenched my fists, but his hand was there.

"I'm truly sorry. "I didn't mean to," he admitted.

"No. I apologize. "I'm so embarrassed," I admitted. "I really needed that vacation."

We both burst out laughing.

What in the world are you doing? Where have you gone?

I gave Isaiah a worried expression.