Bella sipped the bubbly drink with a soft smile, the taste lingering on her lips. Her smile stayed as he requested her companionship that morning. Isabelle's skin tingled, how she had wanted to hear those words. "Of course, my love." She said softly, moving closer to kiss him lightly, her tongue rolling over his lips lightly. She smiled deviously as she pulled away, going to finish her glass of champagne. "Shall we finish the bottle here, or there?"