“Good.”
“Does that mean you'll answer when I call from now on?”
Oh, she really likes to push my buttons. It’s pissing me off. And it also turns me the hell on. I wonder if she would be just as feisty lying under me, with my c**k buried inside her. Just thinking about it makes me instantly hard.
“Maybe,” I bite out.
Isabella tilts her head up slightly, and there’s a barely noticeable curve to her lips. “Works for me.”
“Are you done with your visit?”
“Yup,” she says, and the corners of her lips curve a little bit more. “Are we taking the chair with us?”
I let go of the chair and move aside. Isabella gives me a smirk as she walks over to give her sister, who gawked at us in silence through this whole ordeal, a goodbye kiss on a cheek.
“See you on Saturday,” Andrea says and cuts a quic
