Deciding not to go back to the bar, he headed out of town. Tonight, Isaac needed to be near his family. Riding toward home, he hit his hand on the handlebars - hard. Was he crazy? He had just walked away from the best sex of his life. But the urge to dominate her had been stronger than he’d ever felt before with other women. Isaac knew if they were ever together again, he would demand her complete submission and he couldn’t do her that way – she would never understand. Fuck! What a mess he had made! His intention had only been to find her, make sure she was safe and caution her against putting herself in danger by coming into a place like Hardbodies alone. Okay – that wasn’t exactly what he had said. He had essentially told her she wasn’t welcome in his bar. But it wasn’t because he didn’t want her there – it was because he wanted her there too much. As he headed out on the ranch road, he tried to analyze exactly what had happened.
