As Isobel slid down, Alaric moved over her, his body touching hers in a way it hadn't in over two years. He honestly didn't know what he was thinking... this was Isobel he was kissing, after all. But she had shown him her heart and he knew he could get more from her. He knew if he kept pushing, she would eventually push back.
With a growl of triumph, Ric tore his mouth from hers and gazed down into her eyes. His own eyes sparked with fury and passion. He looked down at her work shirt and, without a word from her, ripped it off.