( Katy Cara Sawyers pov.)
Isla small thin body fits perfectly into my side, her head on my chest. Isla sweet eyes are closed, hands swung lazily around my waist. Her heart beat slow and melancholy.
I shift slightly; placing my arm around her, our legs tangled together. Isla's eyes flutter open; she leans up looking at me intensly, I blink trying hard not to focus on her lips. Small, pink, immensly kissable lips.
Isla leans down, I swallow, and those small immensly kissable lips brush mine. I tug her closer deepening the kiss. Slowly we pull apart breathing heavily.
I smile at her, she smiles back.
Author Notes: This is not the last part. Stick with me