Chapitre 120: You are my types...

"You...You mean I can sleep in your house? What are you saying Jacob" Isa raised her eye brows at the boy.

"Ahhh! That was just a suggestion. Ok! As it is you are not my type. So its cool between us! I was just saying it, so that we can enjoy for a longer time and you can..." Jacob raised his palms in his defence, scared that he might have offended the girl.

"I think that's a great idea Jacob! I tild you, you are a genious!!" Isa interrupted happily, slapping the boy's arms. "Let me just message my sister first and then I will call up my driver!" Isa quickly typed a text message to her sister and then dialled a number.

"Hello, Mr. Leiws. Please take the car home! I will be going to the library with a friend. She will drop me back at home in morning! Yes...Yes! Thank you!" Isa turned to look at the boy. "All done! You better be a good host now Mr. Miller!" She grinned picking up her fifth glass.