Bab 239: Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Nine

He suddenly lightened up, and then he was grinning at her again. "Great. It would be nice to spend some time with my new friend. I don't have a lot of friends, you know"

Isabella smiled back at him. Friends—she wanted Samson to be much more than that, at least a friend she could have sex with. Lots of sex. Lots of good sex. If he was as good in bed as his kiss promised, there’d be lots of great sex.

Was it getting warmer in the car?

“Are you hot? I'm sorry, I should have turned on the AC” Samson Samson.

“What?” Isabella lifted her gaze to meet Samson’s inquisitive stare.

“Your cheeks are red.” he replied. "I thought maybe you were hot or something?"

It was probably safer not to think of sex anymore while she was in the car with him, Isabella thought. Or in any other place for that matter.

"You can pick me up at six tomorrow" she said, before she opened the door and slipped out of the car.

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