Unscentable

Chapter 22 - Unscentable

Izzy POV

  My.   Bloody Drake Industries, employees. Heard both Phillip and her father call out her name from behind her, both of them sounded more than annoyed with her actions and refusal to be married off to a cheating pig of a man. Knew they were both tracking her across the dance floor as well. They were not done, it seemed.

Found Mr Yummy’s eyes right on her, and huffed, saw him smirk right at her.
Turned and looked behind her, and yes, both Phillip and her father were
coming towards her, bloody hell, stuck between a rock and a hard place. What
to do? Who was the lesser of the two evils? Right this moment.

Turned back to find Mr Yummy right in front of her, “Let me help you out Izzy,” he murmured, and she was suddenly swept away across the dance floor by him. He was smiling right down at her shocked expression, seemed amused himself, he was a bloody good dancer, never missed a step.

“What do you want?” she asked though already knew, he was here to try and pry Piper’s travel arrangements out of her. Bradley Drake had told her as much.

Piper had also warned her that Mr Yummy, was the most charming out of all Bradley’s men, to watch out for him, to stay away from him or she’d find herself in his bed, before she knew it.

Had to go with him, let him dance her away across the room because he was actually saving her right this minute, from a heated discussion with her father and Phillip, about her coming home and marrying her father’s choice. Not
something she was ever going to do.

She was spun out away from him and then brought back into him, found her back pressed right up against his chest and one of his hands splayed across her stomach. It nearly went from one side of her to the other, she realised his hand was huge and he was holding her firmly to his body as the music stopped. “You’re welcome.” He said softly in her ear.

“Only a reprieve.” Izzy muttered. She could already see her father walking this way, disapproval once again written all over his face.

“Hmm, daddy looks unhappy.” Mr Yummy, murmured in her ear “Let’s say you and I play a game. I’ll get you out of this and you answer me some questions, yes?”

Izzy sighed heavily, she knew what questions they were going to be, did not want to play his game at all. Felt his other hand slide around her waist slowly, bit her lip, his touch was light and soft, very sensual indeed.

“You’ve got maybe 15 seconds to make a decision.” He whispered softly into her ear, then his lips were on her ear, kissing it softly as well, turned her eyes to stare at him into his hazel green eyes, shocked by the intimacy of it, at his boldness with a complete stranger in front of all these people.

Saw him smile, his eyes seemed to sparkle down at her, watched his eyes move right to her mouth and knew instinctively she was in trouble, her heart rate increased dramatically at the anticipation of his kiss, which she knew was coming.

“Isobelle Jenkins.” It was her father, and his irritation showed in the way he snapped out her name.

Found My Yummy’s mouth right on hers, his hand slipped up the side of her body slowly as he kissed her, his tongue invading her mouth, his hand moved right into her hair to hold her mouth to his. Not that it was needed, his kiss was
warm and so sensual, there was no way she was going to pull away from it. Swore she heard a soft growl come from him, as his mouth left hers slowly. “Oh, Izzy. I missed you baby.” He practically purred out as he looked down into her eyes.

She knew her father was standing right there in front of them, could actually feel him glaring at her “Who is this man? He is not a guest.” her father grated out, clearly unhappy about what he was seeing.