Isabella
I looked from Nora to Dylan and then back again, convinced I'd somehow missed an entire conversation.
Nora was still smiling while Dylan still looked like he'd rather be anywhere else.
"...Well," Nora clapped her hands together once, clearly delighted by his appearance. "Since you're already here, you can help."
“Of course.” Dylan's shoulders immediately sagged. "I knew there was a catch."
"I knew you'd complain."
"I wasn't complaining."
"You sighed."
"I breathed."
"Very dramatically."
"It was a dramatic situation."
Despite myself, the corner of my mouth twitched and Nora noticed.
"So he hasn't scared you away yet." She let out.
"I've tried," Dylan answered before I could.
"I don't believe you."
"You shouldn't."
“Come.” She laughed again before motioning toward a
