Surrender

Chapter One

Isabella took a seat after a long day. She sigh in relief and looked around. It's been a stressful day for her. She has been up and down trying to calm down the troublesome children whose parent have no control over.

Running a toy shop isn't easy especially when Thanksgiving is nearby, everywhere is busy but she was grateful that today is a success.

She looked at the wall clock which says she is ten minutes late to pick up her children. She grunted out knowing fully well Mrs. Rosaline would be mad at her.

She is relived that Thanksgiving is near and will spend enough time with them.

She looked at the clock again and began packing her bag.

A shadow fell across the counter, Isabella lifted  her gaze to see a man looking around. She looked at the door to see if she has changed the sign to close but she hasn't. She grunted inwardly hoping he won't waste her time. She walk towards him and asked him what he wanted.

He lifted his eyes for the very first time to look at her, he didn't take his eyes off her, couldn't stop staring and wouldn't stop staring.

Isabella was getting irritated by his behaviour. She repeated herself.

"Pardon" he said

She repeated herself again, trying her best not to snap.

"I want to get a toy and I am really clueless on what to get him"

"How old?" She asked

"He is less than five years old" he replied staring deep in her eye.

He realized she has a brown eye and an auburn hair, her face is rounded and as she talked he noticed she has dimple.

"I know just the right thing for you. follow me" she said leading the way and he followed behind closely.

They walked past sections, rows and rack of toys.

He observed her from behind, checking out her features so he won't miss any. Her skin radiates under the light, he aches to touch it. He want to run his hand all over her.

His train of thought was cut short by her question.

"What do you think about this?" Isabella asked holding a train station

He was hesitant, not because he didn't like the toy but because he want to spend more time with her.

She dropped the toy with her and lead him to another section. Years of practice has kept her patience under check. She tried so hard not to scream at him.

"I'm sure he won't be able to resist this one" handing him a Superman figurine. She was damn well sure he won't resist because that was the toy trending as at that moment. Ryan has been begging her for one but it is too expensive for her.

At the thought of Ryan, her mind wander to them. She looked at her watch and realized she is fifteen minutes late.

"Sure.... He won't. Thank you" he drawled

His gaze was getting her irritated, she lead him to the counter. He brought out his card to pay.

She collected the card from him but fell on the floor beside her. She bend to pick it up. Her hair fell over her face.

He parted the hair and tuck it back for her. He had the urge to dip his hand in her hair.

His touch woke her up from slumber, she shove it off. She felt like she's betraying Dean's memory. "Thank you but you shouldn't have"

He didn't reply. He got to feel her hair. It is soft and it feels homely, familiar and good.

"Roman" he said extending his hand