Isaac stood up from the bed, putting distance between them as he paced the length of the room in frustration. "I never said that." He growled as he paused to look out of the window overlooking the grounds. "I won't chose. I won't pick you or her. This is bloody ridiculous and I don't fucking like it."
He leaned against the window sill and crossed his arms over his chest. It was easier if he didn't have to look at Marcus on the bed. It made him clearer and more focused on what he was supposed to be doing instead of what he would rather be doing.