Zander’s POV
We sat on the patio, ate brunch, talked about school, and tonight’s rally.
“So when is Theo picking you up?” I asked.
“He’s not,” Isabella replied. “I’m meeting him there. I volunteered to help set up at the field house.”
“Really?” I said, excitedly.
“Yes, why are you so excited?” Isabella giggled.
“Because I’m sure I can get assigned to whatever you’re doing, and we get to spend more time together,” I grinned.
“What if I don’t want to spend time with you?” Isabella smirked.
“Oh my broken heart,” I cried, holding my heart.
Isabella laughed her head off.
I think that’s one of my favorite things about her, her giggles and laughs. They are so infectious and adorable.
“F*ck, I think I need to go to the pharmacy,” I stated.
“Why?” Isabella asked.
“I want to f*ck you
