Isabella sat behind her desk, her head in her hands as she massaged a headache that was throbbing behind her eyes.
‘You OK baby?’ came Riley’s voice from the doorway.
Sighing, Isabella looked up, ‘yeah, just a headache’ she replied, ‘I’m getting too old for this’ she added as she waved a hand over the desk that was littered with paperwork.
Riley stepped in the room and shut the door, walking over to the small drinks cabinet, and pouring his wife a glass of water before grabbing a box of pain killers and bringing them over to her.
‘You need to let Nate help you more’ he chastised as he handed her the glass.
Taking it, Isabella nodded, ‘I know, but he still hasn’t found his mate Riles, I don’t want to load him down so much that he doesn’t have time to keep searching for her, I want all
