Isaac Pov
I was ecstatic that I won, but I soon realized that what I won wasn’t really all that much. Arabella had turned it all around with logic I couldn’t exactly argue against. She said I didn’t specify which day I wanted to make out with her, and promised since I won the bet it would happen eventually within the next few months she’d be here, but it wasn’t going to happen right away. I felt stupid trying to make bets with her, she was just too crafty and it was hard arguing with her when all I wanted to do was kiss her.
I had to admit that we were getting closer, as close as two feral animals on opposite sides could be. We argued daily, and she’d even gotten on my nerves a few times. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was getting so freaking deprived, but I was starting to get a sho
