Isaac
“Party games!” Isaac beamed, whirling toward Bianca. “Bianca, darling, why don’t you go join the others? I’ll be there in a minute.”
Bianca hesitated, narrowing her eyes at Isaac. He hoped she couldn’t see his Adam’s apple bob as he gulped. Finally, she nodded. “Alright. But don’t take too long.”
And with that, she glided away.
Isaac watched as she left. Just before she rounded the corner to the parlor, she glanced back and gave him an encouraging smile, even a brief thumbs-up as if to say, “You got this!”
His jaw tightened. She was proud of him. She actually thought…
“You’re staring,” Ethan said.
“I’m not staring,” Isaac muttered.
“Right. Of course.” Ethan’s smirk widened. “She’s quite something, isn’t she? Not your usual type.”
Gritting his teeth
