*Isabella's POV*
The drive back was mostly quiet, the low hum of the engine filling the space between us. Jacob had one hand lazily draped over the steering wheel, the other tapping against his thigh in rhythm with whatever song was stuck in his head. "So… have you found a place to stay yet?" he asked suddenly, shattering the silence.
My eyes narrowed. "What place to—wait… were you listening to my conversation with Cole?" I turned in my seat, glaring at him. "I swear, you're the nosiest billionaire I've ever seen." He smirked. "Oh please, you've only seen two."
"Still," I muttered. "So?" he pressed, glancing at me briefly before returning his gaze to the road. "Have you found anything yet?" I sighed, leaning back against the seat. "No, I didn't find anything yet." "Then move in with me,
