Michele smiled as Isaac nodded. She took the soda bottle from him. Placing it on the table where he asked her to put it. Only after she had taken a quick sip from the bottle then tightening its lid.  Once again she watched in amazement as he tapped some pressure points on the wall. Wondering where he had gotten that technology. Something to asks him later.<br/><br/>Michele followed him. Once he had made sure that the coast was clear. The night was quiet.  No noise of cars,people or sirens. A small miracle she thought, thankful for not having to deal with the cops or the men from earlier.  Isaac was quieter than the night if that was possible. Making sure that as they navigated the ally’s way of their home town, that they remained safe. It took little time to get to the old bar where she had left her car.<br/><br/>“Yes, Of course. I would be happy to drop you off at you parent’s home. If you would like.” She offered. Glad have an excuse to few more minutes with him. She let her eyes travel over his body. So tall, strong and very handsome, Michele thought. She smiled as she remembered the feel of him. Of what she got to feel him that was.<br/><br/>Titling her head at him as he eyes travel over her body. It seemed that Isaac was doing the same thing as she just had. Only Isaac took a little longer than she had. Putting a hand on her hip as Isaac’s yellow eyes seem to be locked at her breast. She could not be angry at him for staring seeing that he just had his hands there only minutes before. Which had felted divine to her.  Raising an eye brow when his eyes finally met hers.<br/><br/>“36 E” She said simply answering the unasked question that hung in his eyes. She opened the driver side. Not believing she just said that to him. Isaac seemed to bring out the braver, boulder side of her. “Get in the car Isaac.”She waited until he was in the car and was seat belted in. Before she started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. “Hmm I need the direction of your parent’s place. Please.” For the life of her, she could not remember where he lived. Then again when she had seen him it had always  been either at school or in town with his gang.