(Isla)
“One second, Mother.” Jackson rolled his eyes and disappeared into the closet for a few moments, reappearing in jeans and placing clothes next to me. I got dressed as he went back in for a shirt.
I paused, gaping at how his muscles bulged under his fitted long sleeve shirt.
“Really?” He looked at me and smirked, I gulped and I felt my face flush knowing that he could smell me “My mother is right outside.” He laughed and walked towards me, taking my robe and hanging it up.
I jumped off the bed and smoothed down the dress Jackson gave me, I should have worn something more polished.
“You look radiant.” He smiled at me reading my mind, He grabbed my hand and lead me to the door.
“You know how I hate one second.” Gianna walked in glaring at her son, “It’s never one second, it’s
