Isabella’s POV
It was a bad idea to provoke Liam. I was sore from yesterday; he had been like a beast, in a good way, after he realized I was comparing him with Jared. He made sure I remembered him every time I moved since my legs wobbled.
I tried to stand up to take a shower. I wanted to find Jensen. I hadn’t seen him since yesterday, but as I stood, I winced from the pain.
Liam had just gotten out of the shower. There was a towel around his waist, and when he saw me, he was quickly by my side.
“Hey, are you sure you don’t want to rest?” he asked with a soft voice. “I was too rough last night,” he mumbled as if he were scolding himself.
Was he rough? Yes, but did I like it? Definitely.
“Nonsense, I asked for it,” I said to ease his guilt. “Besides, after some practice, it won’t
