Chapter Eleven
~ Stephano
Not again!
I could feel Isabella's gaze burning into my face, my cheeks heating up. Those eyes. That questioning gaze was demanding an answer I wasn’t ready to give.
"Who is it this time?" she asked.
I exhaled slowly, keeping my expression impassive as I tilted the phone just enough to let the screen fade to black. "No one important," I said casually, as if the name flashing on my screen hadn’t nearly made me grit my teeth.
Pretty little Isabella was no Einstein, but she most certainly wasn’t stupid. She lifted her chin ever so slightly, studying me with those sharp eyes of hers. "If it’s no one, why not answer it then?"
I knew this game.
She was baiting me, pressing just hard enough to test my reaction, to see if I’d slip up. I could see it in the way he
