Husband With Benefits
Chapter 384: Really?

Chapter 384: Really?

Isabella stood in front of her wardrobe with a frown on her face. Her fingers trailed over the array of fabrics that had beenleft untouched for a while now. Finally, her hands stopped on a little creation, delighting her. This was it. This dress was what she would wear for tonight.

Grabbing the little thing, she caressed it slightly and murmured lovingly," I’ve been unfair to you, haven’t I? Never wearing you outside when you are meant to be shown off?"

Holding the dress in front of her as she stood in front of the mirror, she grinned at it. This was the most audacious dress she had bought till date. On first look, it looked like a simply short black dress but on the second look...

The dress was so short that it bothered on this side of being decent. The boudoir look neckline was covered by translucent lace, giving a tantalising view as someone moved while the butterfly designed lace made it look as if its wings werre fluttering. The dress moulded her body and was tight enough that she dare not breathe deeply or she risked the dress coming apart.

Shaking her head, she wiggled out of her office clothing," Don’t worry, I’ll give up a bit of oxygen to look awesome tonight."

Soon, Isabella stood in front of the mirror again, staring at her reflection as she chose between two earrings, finally settling on the longer thin one that brushed against her shoulders, their subtle jingle pleasing her.

Just then the bell rang making her frown. Who could it be? As she walked towards the door, she played with the second earring in her hand, humming to a random tune.

"Wh.. What are you doing here?"

Ian stood at the door, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. But seeing the vision in front of him, he seemed to forget everything else. His eyes scanned her from head to toe, taking in the short dress that clung to her. For the first time in his life, he was lost for words.

Without a word, he caught her wrist and pulled her to him, taking her mouth in a hot kiss. Isabella was caught off guard and as his mouth moved over hers, she closed her eyes and kissed him back, forgetting her resolve to stick to their professional relationship.

Finally, as his hand slowly moved over her hips, Isabella gasped and remembered his date with Erica Jameson tonight. Quickly she pushed at his chest but she migt as well have been an ant trying to move a wall, with the effect it had on him. So, she did the next best thing... she bit his lip... hard and tasted blood.

Isabella took a step back, her eyes narrowing at Ian as she maintained the distance between them. The air crackled with tension, and her pulse quickened as she prepared for the impending confrontation.

"What was that about?" Ian repeated, confusion etched across his face. Isabella sighed, a mixture of frustration and determination in her eyes.

"I asked you why you are here?" she reiterated, her tone firm.

"I thought I’d try my luck with a new business idea. Door to door flower delivery. Here. these are for you." Ian extended the bouquet of flowers to Isabella, hoping she would like them.

Unexpectedly, Isabella stepped back as if he was offering her a can of worms and he raised his eyebrows in confusion," What’s up with you?"

"Did your date ditch you?" Isabella questioned him.

Ian frowned in confusion at the question," My date?"

"Yes. Weren’t you supposed to be going out on a date with Miss Jameson?" Isabella muttered. Not giving him a chance to answer, she continued," Not that it is any of my business. But really, I don’t need flowers meant for someone else. And if you have nothing else to say, then I need to go out. Bye..."

Before the door could be closed in his face, Ian quickly shoved his foot in," Wait a minute. I left you a note saying that I’ll be coming by. Did you not get it?"

Isabella frowned. "Yes. I did get a note that mentioned you’d be seeing me ’later’. There was nothing about you coming over."

He scratched the back of his head, a sheepish grin playing on his lips. "Well, now is later, isn’t it?"

Isabella rolled her eyes, unimpressed by his attempt at humor. "Later doesn’t mean ’show up unannounced.’ I have plans tonight, Ian. Goodbye."

His gaze lingered on her as he questioned with a mix of curiosity and disappointment," Ahh. So the dress is not for me?"

Isabella stared at him in confusion for a moment, wondering if he really expected her to continue an affair with him after seeing him be with that woman in the morning. Inhaling sharply, she cocked her head and pointed out," No Ian. This dress would not look good on you even if you somehow managed to get into it. You can ask Miss Jameson to design a dress for you if you really are interested in dresses though."

Ian chuckled, a realization dawning on him. "Is someone feeling a bit jealous?"

Isabella’s eyes narrowed, her patience wearing thin. "Jealous? Don’t flatter yourself, Ian."

His grin widened, amused by her reaction. "Come on, Isabella. You can admit it. You’re jealous because you think I have a date tonight."

Isabella rolled her eyes and snapped,"Why would I be jealous? And now you really need to leave. I’ve got friends waiting for me."

Ian shrugged," I can see that. Where are you going? I’ll drop you."

Isabella scowled and walked back to grab her phone, and stabbing at the screen a couple of times," Ian Frost. Let me show you something. This is a mobile application. It is used for booking cabs. I know how to use one. So, I do not need a taxi service. Now... go! And I’ll be seeing you later, of course that means tomorrow in the office."

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