Isaac
Isaac had just barely woken and gotten dressed for the day when his bedroom door suddenly swung open. He didn’t turn right away, expecting to hear Bianca’s voice behind him. But then he heard the lock click, and he spun around to see Ella standing there, freshly tanned and still wearing her vacation outfit—which was to say, just a very see-through sarong and a skimpy bikini.
“Isaac!” she exclaimed, crossing the room and throwing her arms around him. “I’ve missed you, sweetheart!”
Isaac returned the hug with significantly less enthusiasm, patting her bare back awkwardly before extracting himself from her embrace. “Ella. You’re back from your trip already?”
“Just got in about fifteen minutes ago.” She tossed her designer handbag onto his couch and made herself comfortab
