“Will you go to the café at lunch?” I asked Isaiah while he was putting on his button-down shirt. He’s about to go to work while I was still on the bed, tired of the lovemaking we did last night.
He turned to me with a smile. “Yes,” he replied. “Will you be there at lunch already?”
I nodded. “Of course. I need to finish some orders for a birthday this weekend,” I replied. “I need to go to work.”
He smiled and walked towards me. He sat on the bed and planted a kiss on my lips. “I should have gone easy on you last night,” he whispered and I hit his chest lightly. He chuckled and ruffled my hair. “You sure you’re not sore?” I was sure he is enjoying this. He wiggled his brows and smirked.
I glared at him but he just laughed at me. “I am not sore!” I was blushing in embarrassment. We h
