It’s the morning after an amazing night between Frank and Isabella. Frank wakes up first. The sheet pooled at his waist, his hair slightly messy. His muscular body glistening. Isabella is asleep. Wrapped up in his cream sheets looking as beautiful as always. Frank watches her in awe as she sleeps, remembering all the sounds she made and the way she felt the night before when he made love to her. Hes oh so careful during those moments and makes her feel comfortable and relaxed. Hes not possessive and he hates when they fight and she’s mad at him because he feels like she’s slipping away. He is completely in love with this woman and he doesn’t want to let her go.