Ice Breaker *Continued*

#28

Isabelle's POV:

I was on the back of his motorcycle, holding onto his waist as my head rested against his back. My helmet was covered in droplets of rain as I tried to catch a glimpse of the dark scenery flashing before me. I felt a sense of comfort every time I leaned on him. I felt safe, I wished he could hold me forever, I wish we didn't have to hide anymore. 

"Colton.." I mutter from the back of his bike.

"Yes, Isa?" I didn't even have to see his gorgeous face to know he was smirking at me. He knew I hated when he called me that, and at this point, there was not much I could do to make him stop.

" I think it's time to tell Tyler." I sigh.

" Why is that?" He asks ever so charmingly. 

" Tyler's catching onto us, I mean he almost found out today. Though I'd rather him find out through us then from anyone else." I reply as I tighten my grip around his slim waist.

" Whatever you decide is fine by me, it's just I have no idea on how to tell him. Hey buddy, Just to let you know i've been sleeping with you're sister the whole month, hope you don't mind!" Colton exclaims in a teasing tone. 

" Well we obviously won't tell him like that, we'll figure something out later. I'm sure of it." I say as he nods.

We pulled into a neighbourhood I was unfamiliar with, the houses were small but charming. There were loads of street lights, and beat up cars parked alongside the road. Then we pulled into his driveway. His house was a simple suburban home with grey wood and a white rim. It was more on the petite side which I loved, it felt so cozy. I have been dying to meet his mother and the woman who raised such a nice guy, (most of the time).

" You ready?" Colton says as he opened his door.  I could tell he was nervous from the way he looked back to me and then towards the house.

" More than anything." I said.  Though I felt something was off.

" Colton, wait." I say grabbing his hand and pulling him back into the car. " What's wrong, you can tell me." I say making sure our eyes met. 

" Nothing's off, now c'mon we are running late." He says trying to brush off the fact that his teeth were clenching. 

" Colton I know you, just tell me what's wrong, I'm here to listen. I want to be here for you but if you don't tell me I can't help you.

" Seriously Isabelle It's fine, now let's go." He says getting up once again. His hands were formed into fists and his jaw was clenched along with his teeth. He looked upset, almost a little nervous even. I had never seen him like this before, not even before his big game against the devils. I just wanted him to tell me why he felt this way instead of shut me out every time. We made our way to the front door as my arm wrapped around his. 

I looked up towards Colton, and his eyes looked empty as if his caring soul disappeared behind those dazzling eyes of his. He seemed off, as if he were somewhere else. I tugged on his shirt and forced him to look down at me. I just knew deep down that something was wrong and he just wouldn't tell me. I just wanted to reassure him. that I was there for him, and so I placed a kiss on his shoulder. That seemed to make him smile. He rung the doorbell and a few seconds later a short woman with a brunette layered bob and eyes like the ocean opened the door. She was his mom, the woman I'd been dying to meet for weeks now. She was beautiful and looked so much like her son. Now I knew where he got those beautiful blue eyes.

" Colton! Come on in, and you must be Isabelle!" The woman smiles shoving me into a warm hug. 

" Yes! Nice to meet you too." I grin. My hand was latched into Colton's grasp as we followed his mom deeper into the house. It was a simple home filled with those cute little signs you would find at home goods. You know, like the ones that say " Home is where the heart is, etc" but most of all his home smelled of freshly baked cookies and filled you with that warm fuzzy feeling. His house felt loving, with a woman's touch. A feeling my house hadn't felt in years.