Jack was suddenly aware of just how close she was, lying across his mostly naked self, her mouth above his, and his fingers curled against her back. He craved distraction, something to make him forget, even if it was just for a night. It was that which made him smile and hug her, denying the temptation as he said, "I know better than to argue with you."

This was Isabel, she could never be just a distraction.