Chapter 26 Twenty Six

So he went for the next best thing–her bed. Walking past her, he threw his body onto her bed, resting his back against the headboard. He lifted his legs onto the mattress and took one pillow in his hands. This way, her sweet fragrance surrounded him.

“Wh…what are you doing?” Isabelle stuttered, turning to regard him. The embarrassment on her face was still evident, her ears red from how hard she was flushing. He enjoyed how flustered she appeared, but he wasn’t going to mention it.

“Tell me what happened,” he said instead of answering her question. “What was so good that you screamed?”

“I can tell you in the living room,” she said, her attention still on the fact that he was still lying on her bed as if he belonged there. Was she the only one who thought he was crossing a boundary?

“I’m okay here,” he said, cradling her pillow in his arms.

She couldn’t exactly physically eject him from the bed, so she gave up and took a seat on her vanity chair. “I got an order from a client on Monday