Chapter 318: Ian’s Plan
"Hello there, handsome," Isabella purred as she strolled into the cozy cafe, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She couldn’t help but notice the way Ian’s gaze lingered on her, and a thrill ran down her spine. After all, she’d taken care to dress for this handsome man, since she had not been able to stop thinking of him after that morning. Dam* she hadn’t thought of someone like that since her crush on Tom Cruise.
And somehow every male lead in the novels she had been trying to read had taken on his face and the female lead, hers. She tried to curb her excitement. Even though he had been the one to ask her out, she did not need to show she was interested so early. Ian Frost might be an experienced playboy but she was not going to fall into his bed on the first date.
"This might not be a date." Her she-devil inner voice tried to rain on her parade, continuing," if the experienced playboy was wining and dining you at this place, then you need to run."
Isabella rolled her eyes at herself but the inner voice continued to talk in her head, "Also, you ho*, you’ve already slept in his bed... technically."
"But without him.", she pouted to herself.
Her inner conversation came to an end when Ian rose from his seat with a charming smile gracing his lips. "Isabella, you look stunning as always," he greeted, pulling out a chair for her. She sat down delicately, marveling at the smooth movements.
The experience this man might have had helping women into chairs, "helping them out of their clothes..." the inner voice added.
As she tried to keep herself from blushing, the man leaned down and whispered," I liked it better when you called me Hot Ian."
The redness on her cheeks returned full force from his words as well as the way he effortlessly flirted with her. Trying to keep her composure which took every bit of concentration she could muster, Isabella smiled at him," Too bad. I’ll have to get drunk again to see that hotness."