*Isabella POV*
As I turned to face the speaker, my gaze collided with the chiseled features of none other than Jacob. I swear, every damn time I laid eyes on him, he seemed to get even hotter, like a fine wine maturing with age. Tonight, he was downright mouthwatering, his tailored attire accentuating every lean, muscular curve of his body.
I spaced out like a total freaking fool, my mind consumed by all the unholy, filthy things I'd love to do to him. But instead of revealing my excitement, I defaulted to my trusty defense mechanism – being a random, bitchy mess.
"Are these the kind of celebrities that this place allows inside?" I asked, my tone laced with sarcasm. "Not so clever," I added, my eyes locked on Jacob's, who chuckled at my jab. Ricky, however, looked at me like I'd lost my
