บท 125: The challenge

The bartender gulped in nervouseness under Jacob's angry stare, while Isa giggled looking at them.

"There! There! Don't be a sour loser! Why are you scaring away the man, for being so fair and correct!" Isa patted the boy's biceps.

The bartender was now, purposely making himself busy, in preparing other people's drinks, not even coming close to Jacob.

"Fine! I lose! Tell me, what's the second thing you want me to do?" Jacob smirked at the happy girl.

Isa bit her lower lip and looked at the counter, thinking of a difficult yet intetesting task for the boy. Jacob noticed how she bit her lower lip, as she was thinking.

For a second he wondered, how it would be if he gets to bite that lip.