She understood that and felt so grateful.

Later that night, Isaac held Camila close.

"Will you miss me? You'll be away for half a month," Camila asked.

Isaac gave her a nod.

Camila rose on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, “I'm not so sure."

Isaac hugged her slim waist. "How can I prove it?"

"So..."

Camila was about to reply but paused.

Before she could say anything, Isaac scooped her up and laid her on the bed.

The soft quilt cradled her as she sank into it.

He started unbuttoning her pajamas, his lips meeting hers in a kiss.

The straps slipped down her shoulders and she felt a shiver in the cool air.

Then Isaac's warm, strong body pressed against hers.

His touch was like magic-wherever he touched, her skin tingled.

She gasped softly.

"Will you miss me?" Isaac murmured in her ear.

His long fingers slid along her legs.

His fingertips were full, soft, and warm as they traced upward.

She turned her head and pressed her face to his shoulder, whispering, "Yes."

Her clothes had come off and the air felt charged with romance.