*Isabella's POV*
Cole rolled his eyes, a dramatic, over-the-top gesture that was so him. "Okay, okay, fine. Tell me about the fun brother, then. Details. Size, performance... you know, the important s**t," he teased, leaning forward with a conspiratorial grin.
"Wouldn't you like to know," I said, taking a slow sip of my water, a smug little smile playing on my lips.
"Come on, girl, give me something," he whined, practically bouncing in his seat. "I'm dying to know."
"Not gonna happen," I said, shaking my head. He pouted, sticking out his lower lip like a toddler. I couldn't help but laugh. "Not in here at least," I added, my voice dropping to a whisper, which made his eyes widen with excitement.
"So, where is he anyway? And why aren't you having lunch with him?" he asked, changing tac
