Bianca
The moment I moved over and patted the bed, inviting Isaac to join me, his face paled as if he’d just seen a ghost. Then, like a switch had been flipped, the pout of his mouth dragged up into a smirk and he sauntered forward, tugging at the tie around his neck.
“Bianca, darling, I didn’t know you wanted me like that. Did the poison make you come around?”
My mouth hung open. Without thinking, I hurled my jello cup at him. He dodged it, but just barely, and it smacked the wall behind his head and slid down to the floor with a wet schlurp.
“What was that for—”
“I’m not asking you for s*x, you creep,” I chided, folding my arms across my chest. “The doctor told me that I need to be as close to you as possible for the baby’s health. Trust me, I do not want to sleep wit
