Isaac’s arms were locked around her, lifting her like she weighed nothing. Isabel hit his chest again, breath shaking hard. “Put me down. I am serious. Put me down right now.”
“Let me go!” She struggled harder, her hand pushing his jaw, her nails dragging across his shoulder. “I said let go!”
A voice cut through the air. “Hey!” Footsteps rushed toward them. “Where the f**k are you taking her?”
Isaac turned his head, eyes sharp. “Who the hell are you?”
The man stopped in front of them. Tall, rough beard, hoodie on, grocery bag in one hand like he just came from the corner shop. His eyes went from Isabel to Isaac, then back.
“I am talking to you,” the man said. “Put her down.”
Isaac’s whole body changed the second the guy spoke because the bastard has popped out of nowhere.
His face w
