Glancing behind his shoulder, Issac gave a soft smile. “Welcome back.” He greeted. Popping his frozen microwave dinner in and began cooking it. “Uh...what happened last night?” He questioned. Issac didn’t feel sore in any spot that indicated he had sex. That didn’t mean he didn’t, however, as he could have been a top instead. “I didn’t...yknow...do anything I shouldn’t have, did I?”