Isaac looked down at Lisa. For a brief second, he thought she was going to say no, and that would have completely thrown him off kilter. He thought for sure she felt the attraction between the two of them. It was nearly tangible, and it made him fucking hot. A beautiful, smart, funny bird who liked Quidditch--that never happened.
Lisa slid her hand up his bare back, and he could already feel his body reacting. Isaac quirked an eyebrow. "I don't do relationships either," he said, grabbing the bottom of her shirt and slowly pulling it over her head. "No reason to decide right now. I'm quite content. Or I will be as soon as you're out of these fucking clothes." Isaac leaned down and kissed her hard.