The drive to Will house felt like it takes double the amount of time it did when we left. I was so happy to be feeling so free that I didn't even mind. At one point I stuck my hand out the window and closed my eyes, letting my fingers slice through the cool air.

When I eventually opened my eyes Will was smiling contently, as of all he ever wanted in life was to see me happy.
Sitting back and resting my head on the seat, I simply enjoy the journey.

"I wish I could see you that relaxed all the time Isobel."

Why do you call me that?"
He screws his face up, seeming a little baffled.

"Isobel...Why do you call me it?"

"It's your name isn't it?"

"It is but, everyone else calls me Izzy, I only let you away with Isobel. I don't even know why."

"Do you not like it or something?"

"No...it's just the only thing my dad has ever called me. It's always sounded so stern coming from him, so I never let anyone else call me it. After our mom died I couldn't stand the sound of it. It was like I did something I shouldn't have."

"And what's it like when I say it?"

"It's different...it sounds sweet"

"Well then, that's why."

When we arrive at his place I'm conscious again of his neighbours seeing us, I know there's no reality where they could possibly know Jamie but still, my paranoia rages on. I can only relax once we're actually inside his apartment.

It's very Will. His taste and interests are reflected in every part of his home. From the records that are stacked on shelves that reach floor to ceiling, so the colourful artwork that overhangs his black leather sofa. It's every bit of him. I love it.

"It's exceptionally clean here Will"

"Did you expect anything different?"

"Kind of. Old pizza boxes and glasses filled with questionable liquids...stuff like that."
I half expected him to live like he was in a college dorm.

"Gross! No, I'm very clean, I'm probably a little anal about it if I'm honest."

"It's a welcome surprise, I like clean."

I take a walk around, almost inspecting things and looking out his window that over looks a small green area. The leaves on the trees are starting to turn beautiful shades of red and oranges.

"Do you want a water or anything?"

"Sure."

Will grabs some ice and pours us both a drink. There's a strange awkwardness in the air. Like we're killing time trying to be polite when in reality we want to rip each others clothes off.

"Do you know your neighbours well?"
What a stupid question. I should just tell him to take his shirt off and make my legs go numb with pleasure again. That's what I want right?

"Uh..not well no, I drop in some chocolates over Christmas but that's about the extent of it..."
The amusement on his face says that he knows I'm just waiting to pounce on him.

My hands are trembling, I've no idea what I'm so nervous here with him. I hold my water as tight as I can so that I don't spill it. The ice cubes still clink off the side of the glass.

"You wanna see the bedrooms?"

My lips curl at the edges, meeting his gaze.

"You're filthy Isobel."

"Me!? You were the one who suggested it."

He tries his best to sound offended in some way.
"I just figured you wanted to look around, my innocent mind would never go there!"

"Innocent huh? Funny, I don't remember ever associating that word with you."

"That's funny because it was the first word I thought of when I met you!"

"Really?"

"Yep! Innocent...ready to be corrupted."

"Oh really?" I move myself closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Corrupted by who?"

"You'll see"
Will brings both hands around my waist, cupping my ass.

"Okay then, show me the bedroom."

Sweat sticks to my back as he walks me down the hall, we did this only days ago, I don't know why I'm so nervous.

He points at a door to his left.
"Bathroom"
And another on the right.
"Spare room."
He continues to speed us towards the door at the end of the hall.

"Don't you want me to actually see them?"

"No time."
I can hear the smile he's wearing even though I'm behind him.

He reaches his bedroom, pushing open the door and letting me see inside.

I dart my eyes around the room. Black bedsheets, exposed brick wall. His guitars lined up neatly on display in the corner. If I had to pick this room from a line up I'd know it was his.

"You even made your bed!"

"Always. You're not a weirdo who doesn't are you?"

"No no, I make it. I just meant you were kind of wasting your time today."

I slink over to the bed. Sitting myself down. He watches as I kick my shoes off and sit back onto my elbows.

"This is a lot more like I imagined it Izzy...not some old office."

"Oh really...tell me what you imagined."

His cheeks flush crimson. I think that's the first time I've ever made him blush. I scoot myself back onto the bed as he comes towards me.

"Well..."
He places a knee either side of me, leaning over me to close his blind, sending the room into shade, but not quite full darkness.
"It was a lot like this actually." He places a hand either side of my head, looking down at me.

"Yeah? Was there cheesy music?"

"No...just the sound of you moaning in my ear"

Will leans down, leaving a trail of kisses on my neck, his hands slowly finding the hem of my shirt. I let out a small whimper at the feel of his lips against my skin.

"Yeah... just like that..."

"Will?"
I grip his arms, suddenly over come with emotion.

"Yeah?" He hovers above me, meeting my eyes.

"Thank you for being so amazing."

He stares back at me, we both know what this is, neither of us quite ready to say the words.
"Don't thank me just yet Isobel" he whispers before bringing his lips to mine, melting into me at an intensity that could set this whole town ablaze.

His hands sneak back up my shirt, peeling it off my skin and over my head before doing the same with his own. I brush my finger over the little star tattoo I noticed the other day.
"What's this one for?" 

"No story to that one, I just felt like it at the time."

"I wish I was more like that. Making decisions on a whim..."

"Well, that particular spot hurt quite a bit so it wasn't all fun."

I pull myself up and kiss it as if it still hurts now, slowly moving my mouth across his torso while unbuttoning his jeans.

Will stands back off the bed, dropping his pants and underwear. I know I've seen it all already but I swear he gets better every time! It's like he's carved from marble. I really dont know how someone this magnificent could possibly want me the way he does.

He takes the waistband on my pants and pulls it down my body, letting his eyes roam over every inch of me. I can feel the goosebumps coat my skin at the sense of his gaze on me.

I wore my best underwear set this time, a black coloured bra and panties with lace, so I make sure to warn him not to do a repeat of the other day.
"Please don't shred these!" I cock an eyebrow at him. "You need to retain some self control here Will."

"No promises" he breaths as he brushes his hands up my legs, kneeling himself onto the floor infront of me. He slowly licks and nips at my thigh, coming to a stop right between my legs.

It takes a moment for me to realise just what he's intending here. Nope, no way, thats not happening.
I quickly sit up a little and scooch my butt back on the blanket "No, I can't do that I'm sorry." He looks at me in total bewilderment.

"You won't be doing anything Izzy...I will," he takes my ankles and gently pulls me towards him again.

"No i mean, that. It's not something i do."

He comes to a complete stop.
"Excuse me!?" There's total disbelief on his face.
Oh god, this is so embarrassing.

"I don't think I like it... I never um.. I mean, I tried it once for like a second but...it just wasn't...you know? Let's just go back to what we were doing instead?"

Wills eye light up like all his dreams just arrived at his door.

"Wait just one second here Isobel" he stands up, looking over me as I lay on his bed.
"Nobody's ever made you come by going down on you before have they?" He puts his hands on his hips like he's bracing for my answer.

"Well...no."
The look on his face is almost boarder line judgement.
"Look I was a virgin until I was nineteen Will believe it or not. I had two other boyfriends before Jamie and it never even entered the discussion with the first one. The other offered to try once but it just didn't do it for me. I think I just don't like it, that's all."

I think back to when I was alone in the hotel though, when it was exactly what I had imagined Will doing to me... I bet he could make my toes curl.

"Oh Izzy, this is unbelievable, I'm going to have to rectify this travesty!"

"Oh no, I'm not...no, I'm fine." I sound like I'm refusing a stick of gum.
Yeah...really sexy Izzy... well done.

He climbs over me like I'm his pray, his waist resting between my legs while he brushes his hand down my body, leaving me with goosebumps.

"Let me tell you something, any guy that fails you in that area, just doesn't know what to do.
I can promise you, I know exactly what to do with you."

I swallow, trying not to seem so inexperienced.
"What if I don't like it?"

He draws his mouth towards mine and suddenly I feel his hand between my legs, a warmth spreads over me as he moves my panties to the side before sliding his fingers into me, making my eyes flutter closed.

"Look at me" he orders while continuing the magic with his fingers. My opens open up to meet his.
"I think there's only one way to find out that answer isn't there Isobel?"

His use of my full name again destroys me, I grab the back of his neck, needing to hold something because the build up he's working me through is insane. Why he even needs to try anything else here is lost on me, this is ecstasy.
He swirls his fingers in small circles around my clit as I moan in his ear.

Leaning back and sitting up onto his knees, I can tell he wants to watch me. I'm too far gone to be embarrassed about it either.
He continues to run his thumb in a tiny rhythm and drives two of his fingers inside me at the same time. I've died and gone to heaven because there's no way a man this hot is this good with his hands.

He keeps his eyes trained on me and places his free hand onto the bottom of my stomach, pressing down. What the hell is that? Why does it feel so damn good?

I cry out for him while my hands grip the blanket beneath me for dear life.
"Come apart for me for me Isobel" He pants.

I feel possessed! My eyes roll back and my body stiffens as I begin to feel the rush. He presses on me that bit harder and I come right there as his fingers push into me, making my whole body shake. It's like nothing I've ever experienced.

And he's not even done with me.

He slowly pulls his hand away, sliding back off the bed and hooking his thumbs around either side my panties, peeling them down my legs before tossing them behind him. He doesn't give me a moment to catch my breath before he's there, on his knees with his mouth on me, hitching one of my legs over his shoulder.

I swear I've gone deaf from the pleasure this man is giving me. It's like my whole world explodes. It's all white noise.
How am I meant to go without this now that I've had it? How am I meant to go without him?

I try to keep my breath steady even though his tongue is working a masterpiece down there. His hands grab roughly at my body, I know I don't know much about this but god, when he clamps his mouth over my most sensitive spot and slowly sucks, it really is something that can only be experienced to be believed.
"Oh god, please do that again" I beg.

I feel him push out a breath with laughter, "I'll do anything you want me to Isobel, you just have to ask me like that"  he completely takes me over with his mouth again.
There's no way I'm gonna last any longer here.

I tug at his hair while be continues to lap his tongue over me, bringing me to boiling point.
I feel every single one of my senses tingle as I completely succumb to him, crying out his name and wanting this feeling to last forever.
He is a gift to my world.

I have to work hard to try and catch my breath.
"Oh my god...where did you learn that?!"
Will lays down beside me, sweat coating his skin as he titters at my reaction.

"Guess we found out if you liked it huh?"
He grabs at the duvet and pulls it over us, rolling onto his side and facing me, this is almost just like my dream. I can't stop myself as I reach out for him, stroking my hand over the side of his face, checking that all of this is real.

I move into him, kissing him like I'll never get enough before I pull him onto of me, our mouths connected the whole time. He sneaks a hand in behind my back, unhooking my bra and pulling it off. He kisses soft prints across my collarbone and down my chest.

"I'm so glad you're here Izzy" he whispers. I close my eyes, over come with all the feelings I have for him. I never want to leave this sanctuary.
"Me too."

He places himself between my legs, taking the time to check on me. He doesn't even need to ask, he just watches me as I nod my head, letting him know I want to continue this.

He buries his head into my neck as he slowly slides himself into me, his scattered breathing is like a song in my ear. He moves slow, like he's savouring every second with me. I meet his rhythm, working him as he tries not to lose control. For a second there I thought there was no way I was going to be able to come again but I can already feel myself rising to it.

Will pulls my hands above my head, pinning them to the matress and interlocking our fingers together. This is what love is meant to feel like. I trust him, I can give myself entirely to him and never wonder if he's going to hurt me if I do, because he does the same.

He slowly thrusts himself in and out, his body tensing with every move. I start to quicken the pace, hungry for every bit of him.
He settles his eyes on mine, swallowing nervously before taking my breath away just a few words.

"I love you Izzy."

I feel my whole world come to a halt. Did he just say that?
He pauses, trying to read my expression, but I'm still reeling. He loves me? Will loves me? The most wonderful person I've ever known. That very man just told me that he loves me. And I'm lying here like a mute.

He rushes to explain it away.
"I understand if you don't feel the same, I know it's a lot, but I had to tell you, I"-

"I love you too."
He stops fumbling over his words just long enough to take in what I've said.

"I love you too Will. I do, I've loved you from the moment I set eyes on you, if that's even possible. It just took me awhile to see it."

He leans in to kiss me, heavy and intimate, with as much passion and love as he can muster before pulling away.
"I love you. I love you so damn much Iz, I was such an idiot to ever try to make you think it was ever anything else."

He slams his lips to mine, beginning to move himself inside of me again, working us both into a frenzy and building us up with so much pleasure that neither of us could possibly take another breath before we explode with that mind blowing release of endorphins.

He squeezes my hands in his as his body shakes above me, finally giving in to the release he's holding onto and we both come crashing back to land together like ocean waves. Whispering I love you's and holding on for dear life.

He slumps himself beside me, almost wheezing from the work out.
"That was amazing."

"Thanks, it was some of my best work."

"Idiot!" He chuckles, swatting a hand at my leg.

Once we've come down, Will cuddles into me from behind, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tightly.
We lay there like that for a long time, just holding onto each other. The smell of sex fills the room and I know I should really go clean myself up but I don't want to move from this heaven with him.

Will is the first to loosen his hold, moving himself back and using his hands to roll me over.
His face is almost grey, his expression entirely unreadable. I feel my stomach drop, does he regret what he said?

"I want you to leave him Izzy."

"I-"

"No, listen to me. I want you to leave him. I want us to be together. Whatever we have to do to make that happen, then that's what we'll do. If we have to leave town, if I have to leave the damn country I will. There's not a single thing in this world that's going to keep me from you Izzy, especially not him."

Im automatically ready to fight him on it. But then I find myself actually considering it.
"What about your life here Will?"

"I can do music anywhere, and when things are safe for you, we can even let Annie come and see us, and your sister, whoever we want. We can make it work."

My voice falls to a whisper, asking the obvious. "What if he comes after us?"

"I told you, I'm not afraid of him. I would be leaving to keep you safe from him, not me. Im the one who decides if it's worth the risk for me, all you have to do is decide is if it's worth the risk for you, you can't hold the responsibility for anyone else on your shoulders Izzy. If he somehow follows us, we'll be ready."

This is a lot. A lot to consider. And lot to risk. I swore I wouldn't do it, but Will has a way of making me feel like we could.

"I can sell my place here, get somewhere for the two of us, I'll help figure out the teaching stuff when we get there. I know it will take longer but we can do it together. I won't let him take it from you again. Whatever you need to make this happen, it's yours, all I want is you, and I will do absolutely anything to make that happen."

Can I do that? Can I just run away and be with him? It sounds so simple. But what if Jamie finds us? Can I really risk it?
Or do I risk letting the person I love go for the rest of my life?

As I lay looking at Will, for the first time ever I find myself really considering the other possibility. The one where I actually get away. The one where I could win. Where Jamie doesn't find us. Where we go and we're happy. What if I could be happy?

"Okay."

Will looks at me like he wasn't expecting me to say it. I think he was ready for more of a fight.
"Okay?"

I'm terrified and yet I can't help but feel like we might have a shot at this. For the first time I'm suddenly more hopeful than I am afraid.

"Let's do it. Let's go, together."