"You wouldn't have done that."
Bella said, she could not believe that something like this have transpired between the both of them again.
It was hard to remove what they felt for each other, there was no point denying it, no single point denying it.
"Ooh I see, but what should I do then, leave you wanting and in need for my touch. You were so f*****g wet."
Blade said, walking to his table.
Taking the clothing that was on the huge table, he smelt it, sighing lightly.
"I can't believe Isabella can make a cardigan like this."
Blade said, watching the pattern that was used to sew the cloth.
Bella folded her hands in a fist, the doctor was a terrible liar, she closed her eyes tightly, holding the cry that was about to escape from her lips.
"Is anything the problem."
