CHAPTER 70

Anastasia had no filter literally at all sometimes. I'm not sure if he came from her stripper status, or if she just really didn't care what others thought about her. She spoke her mind and I admired her for it.

"Anastasia, drop it, okay?" she said, her face looking as red as a tomato now. We didn't need her to say it for us to know the answer.

"Aw, she has the hots for you," Anastasia mouthed out to me with a face that showed she was gushing. Shaking my head, I took another bite of the delicious slipper bread.

"This is good, Sarah. As always, thanks for wowing us with your skills," I said. She nodded her head without ever turning towards me. Once again, she was as cold as ever.

"Come on, Bella. I wanted to show you something," Anastasia stated before walking out of the kitchen. I jumped down from the counter before following behind her. She walked me to her room.

The minute we were in, I sat down on her couch and awaited what she had to show me.

"Oh, I didn't have anything to show y