269 THE FALL

"You should try to eat breakfast with us," Isabella retorted after he told her he would need to get to know why his assistant was not picking up. When she stopped replying, he knew she was not pleased with him leaving. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, tightening her body against his and finding her neck to kiss until she gave him a burst of laughter. "Are we good now?" He turned her to himself, their eyes almost seeing each other in their eyeballs. "You just need to understand me, Isabelle. You know what is at stake if anything goes wrong. I would be held responsible if anything, anything at all, went south." Isabelle looked like she was listening, but deep down, she still felt things like that could happen and gave him the idea that he might be busy doing his job. "We are good, baby." She knew she had to give up now. He was not going to give in to her myopic opinions anyway. Just right there, as he kissed his wife goodbye, he felt the harmless pull dow