That's it, Isaiah did not like this guy. He couldn't pinpoint if it was the sick feeling in his stomach or the way he spoke or that twisted smile on his face, but that hatred was there. A snarl curled up in the back of his throat, and the surge of possessiveness that overwhelmed him was surprising. Winifred wasn't his mate. Winifred didn't even know Isaiah would take a mate yet. It was just one more reminder that half of him was a predatory bird, and the falcon was not happy at the moment. At all.
He didn't have time to say anything before there was Winifred, hand over his heart, biting her lip and looking up at him. "Yeah, thanks," he managed to get out before Winifred was kissing him - and she had never kissed him like this before. Hard, insistent, pressing into him and doing all sorts of things to him that he was beyond not ready for. The falcon in him didn't know whether to be pissed at the guy still, or to enjoy this, because this? Not helping that possessiveness in him. At all. Isaiah's body reacted first, and that was to cup the back of her head and kiss her back for a second, his tongue swirling around hers. Just what in the hell was going on here?
He smoothed back her hair, looking down at her and trying to figure out if he could see anything off in her features. Nope, just Winifred here, as far as he could tell. A horny Winifred, but Winifred nevertheless. "I was actually thinking about that," he said. "Taking stuff back on my bike, I mean. We'll have to come back with your truck." Oh, there was something else behind her suggestion and his brain refused to think it, if only because he couldn't think about it. Graham and Jace could make fun of him all they wanted, but he was not going to give it up when his sanity was on the line. When the girl he loved was as committed to him as he was to her, then yes. "Home would be good, yeah," he said, pulling back a little, but leaving an arm around her shoulders. At the very least, he knew there were wards on his apartment, and Adriana had placed stronger ones on Winifred's, too. They'd be safe there.