“Isobel?” Nick’s voice came from behind her, but she didn’t turn.
“Hey!” The redhead’s eyes were wide as she scrambled to cover herself—a little too late—with the black duvet. “I didn’t know he already had company….”
Nick came up behind Isobel, and she actually felt him tense up. “Who the hell are you?” he demanded, pushing past Isobel to face the woman staring up at him through eyes shining with panic.
“Babe of the month?” Isobel asked curtly.
“Look,” the redhead was saying from beneath the safety of the duvet, “I can see I made a mistake here and—”
“Oh,” Isobel told her snidely, “don’t leave on my account,” then she spun on her heel and marched down the long hall toward her own bedroom.
“Isobel, damn it, wait.” Nick’s voice was furious but she didn’t care. Didn’t want to hear his e
