Their bedroom was kind of a mess of clothes. Isabelle was –- okay, she wasn't sorry, as such. She was going to put it all back later! You just didn't have time to stop and put everything back in the closet when there was a photoshoot to be had.

Anyway, at least the bed was mostly clear.

Isabelle tossed her shirt over the back of a chair as she entered. "I'm all for keeping your knees from aching."