Isaac’s POV
“I don’t know…” she mumbled, lifting her gaze to mine.
“That’s because of your golden rule, right?” I said, and she knitted her eyebrows with confusion, I trailed off, keeping eye contact with her. “Never mix work and relationships,” I reminded her, watching her mouth fall open with shock.
“How… who told you?” She asked.
“You talk while you are asleep,” I answered, strolling toward her. There was only one foot apart between us, my body towering over hers.
“I don’t,” she mumbled, her cheeks turning faintly pink.
I leaned on her, my mouth close to her ear. She held her breath, and I smirked, whispering in her ear, “you do and you also said that I’m the sexist man you have ever met,”
She breathed out and smacked my chest. A roaring chuckle escaped my lips as she kept hittin
