บท 378: Be Mine

Isabella sighed as she finished the last bit of her breakfast or rather lunch. Ian Frost was really something else. He had an extreme wit that made people put down their guard and be at ease. He'd sensed her emotional state and quickly changed the conversation topics effortlessly, making her forget her trepidation. It was only as she sat now while he cleared the table that she realized this. 

One moment, he would make you feel as if you were totally naked and the next, you could be naked and he wouldn't know. And that question which was niggling at the back of her mind...was now making her angry. 

He was no fool. Then why was he not making things clear? Was he deliberately pretending or keeping her on tenterhooks for the fun of it? "Alright, Isabella. Time to get rid of the brain fog from the amazing se*. Return to your old self." she told herself while grimacing about how to do that. She needed to get clothes. 

"Ian? Can you go now and bring me some clothes?"