Why does she like it whenever he talks naughty? Why doesn't she stop him?
That night wasn't something she could forget just like that, it had been extraordinary and she had wanted to experience it again but telling him that? He'd feel mightier and make fun of her completely.
"I'm done drying your sweat," Isabella walked away after staring at him with a racing heart.
Why was her heart racing? Was it because she knew deep down inside her that she shouldn't let him get into her?
Luke watched her walk beautifully to the tree to watch him and before he could start playing, he made sure the girl had turned around to face him.
Luke kicked the ball out of its hole with great force and watched how the ball flew to the other side of the field.
Now it was time to check if the ball entered the hole.
"Go with him," Miranda uttered.
"I..." Isabella was confused about what to do. Luke didn't instruct her to come with him.
