“So, what was your friend say?” Isabella’s sleepy eyes landed back on Nicholas when he spoke. It had been forty minutes since they left the resort and were now on the way home.
Technically, they’re going to Cynthia’s place after Nicholas insists on sending the woman to her apartment. And speaking of, she was fast asleep, snoring in the back seat as the ride went on. Anytime, Isabella would fall, too, if he hadn’t caught her attention.
“Hmm? What for?”
“About me living together with you,” he pointed out, chuckling when half of her expression was confused.
“Oh, that, yeah….” Isabella trailed off, trying to reconnect with her mind. “She’s not entirely convinced, but since she promised to be more thoughtful yesterday–she was fine with it. As long as what I’m doing would make me happy,”
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