She seemed more like she was releasing her emotions through this gesture.
The lingering kiss ended, and she buried her face back into his chest. George then kissed the top of her head.
"I hope you won't have any more nightmares in the future. But if you do, I hope you'll come to me first thing when you wake up," he said.
Even though he was right in front of her, this girl still seemed accustomed to dealing with things on her own. She hadn't grown used to him.
George could understand where that was coming from. She had been an assassin for over twenty years. For Isabelle to accept his feelings was obviously not in her plan.
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