Isabella just finished having lunch with Kim. She decided to go to David's house from there. She arrived at his house and rang the door's bell. "Who's there?" Yvonne's voice said from inside. "It's me, Isabella," she said, making Yvonne frown. "What are you doing here?" Yvonne asked as she opened the door. "Hello," Isabella said with a smile. "You haven't answered my question," Yvonne said. "Well, David invited me over," Isabella said cheerfully. "Please step aside."Yvonne frowned. Why did David invite her over? "David is not around. He is in his workplace painting. I can't let you come in. Sorry."David could hear voices from his room. He left his room and walked to the sitting room. He saw Yvonne standing at the door. It was obvious she was talking to someone. "Yvonne," he called out. Yvonne became tense. She turned to look at him slowly. "Who's there?" David asked. Isabella walked in. "It's me, David." She turned to look at Yvonne. "I thought you said he wasn't around."
David smiled, his eyes glowing with pride. "You inspire me, Isabella. Your beauty, your grace... it's like nothing I've ever seen before."As they stood together, gazing at the masterpiece before them, Isabella knew that this moment would be etched in her memory forever. And as she looked into David's eyes, she realized that she had found not just a talented artist, but a kindred spirit, someone who saw her for who she truly was, and loved her all the more for it."Well, one more thing. On the sofa. Let your hair cover a part of your face. I want reality and I want it to feel like you had no idea I was painting you," David said. He grabbed her by the waist and kissed her cheek before letting her go. She strode over to the sofa and laid down. David carefully positioned Isabella on the sofa, arranging her hair to partially obscure her face, just as he envisioned. With a tender smile, he began to sketch once more, his movements fluid and deliberate as he captured the raw, unguarded bea
David couldn't help but wonder why Isabella wasn't answering his call. Was she angry at him? Or was she in any trouble? He was about to call her again before a knock came on his door. "Who's that?" David asked. *It's me, Yvonne," she said aloud. "What do you want, Yvonne?" David asked. "Is everything okay? I just wanted to invite you to dinner," Yvonne said. David stood up and opened the door for Yvonne. "Thanks but I'm not hungry.""Or are you upset?" Yvonne asked, as David walked back to the bed and sat down. "Isabella is not answering my calls. I'm worried. I don't know if I have upset her," David explained. "You don't have to worry. Perhaps, she's busy. When she sees your call, she will call—"The ringtone of David's phone interrupted her. He glanced at it. It was Isabella. "Finally," he said, before answering the call. "Hello Isa, I've been calling.""I'm sorry. I was busy," Isabella said. "Busy with what? Is there a problem? Do you mind sharing it with me? I'm worried.""
And as they laughed and shared stories, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment, David couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected turn of events that had brought them together that evening. X X X "Isabella, I heard of a restaurant around here," Kim said, as Isabella drove. "A restaurant around?" Isabella asked. "Yes. You didn't know?" Kim asked. "No.""I think the name is La Trattoria. They sell the best pasta in town," Kim said. "You must have really heard a lot about the restaurant. Well, let's drive over there then," Isabella said. "Yay!" Kim said, throwing her fist up a little. "Don't be too excited Kim. I don't need people's attention from outside," Isabella said and laughed a little. "Okay, Isabella," Kim said. "Put on your seatbelt," Isabella said, increasing the speed. As Isabella and Kim drove towards La Trattoria, the anticipation built within Isabella. She browsed about the restaurant and saw good things about the restaurant, and
Crush on a cab manKim stopped a cab. She told him where she was going and got into the car. She was so worried about Isabella and wondered if Isabella was okay. "You look gloomy," the cab man said. "Do I?""Yes," the cab man said as he drove. "Is there a problem?""I came with my best friend to this new restaurant La Trattoria—""Sorry for the interruption. That's a very nice restaurant," the cab man said. "So, what happened?" "Then, I asked her to look at some couples enjoying themselves. I don't know.. some minutes later she said she wasn't feeling too well and said we had to leave. I just wonder if she is alright and driving home safely.""Well, I guess she is," the cab man said kindly. "My name's Henry Willis.""I'm Kim," she said, looking out of the window. "Do you want to go for a long drive with me?" Henry asked. "Would love to but I need to sleep," Kim said. "It's good for the mind," Henry suggested. "How long is it going to take?" Kim asked, hoping the long drive woul
David and Yvonne left the restaurant and headed to his car. "I had a lovely night, dear friend," Yvonne said, as he opened the door for her. "Thank you.""I should be the one thanking you. You suggested going to the restaurant and we did and had a great time," David said, watching her enter the car. "Have you and your girl spoken?" Yvonne asked. "I and Isabella haven't spoken yet. When we get home, I'll call her," David said, as he got into the car. "Put on your seatbelt ma'am."Yvonne smiled and did so. "I'm just so happy. It's been long since we went out and had so much fun."As David started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, Yvonne leaned back in her seat, a contented smile gracing her lips. "I'm glad we decided to do this," she said, her voice filled with warmth. "It's been too long since we've had a chance to catch up and enjoy each other's company."David nodded in agreement, glancing over at Yvonne with a fond expression. "Me too. You always know how to brighten my
"Have I upset you, Isa?" David asked. "No, you haven't," Isabella said. "I was asleep before you called. Can I go back to sleep now?""Alright, I'll call you in the morning," David said, a little bit worried. "You don't have to. Goodnight, David," she said and without letting him speak, she ended the call. X X XChris stared at the painting and gave out an evil laugh. No one would understand what game he was playing. Not David, not Isabella, not Jacob. He was so happy that he felt like drinking himself to stupor. "Bring me wine," he commanded. A lady brought him wine in a tray. "Drop it and take off your clothes," he commanded, as he walked to her. The lady obediently agreed. He smacked her butt and his hands reached for her breast. He squeezed on it. Then traced her hole. His finger played with it. She was wet. "Call my name," he whispered in her ear. "Mr Chris," she moaned as his fingers dipped inside of her. She let out moans. He laid her on his table and touched e
Surprise visit"Perhaps, we are both mistaking," Kim said, looking at Isabella. "Maybe he just took her out because she wanted him to. Remember that night, it was Yvonne clinging to David and not the other way around."Isabella stared at Kim worriedly. "Do you think I was too quick to judge them. Besides, Yvonne is David's best friend?""Yes, exactly. David doesn't seem to be the type to cheat on you," Kim made it clear to Isabella. "Well, you're right. How could I have thought otherwise. I let my jealousy cloud my sense of reasoning," Isabella said, letting her fingers rake her hair. "Well, it's not your fault Isabella. Anyone in your shoes would have done the same thing," Kim said. "So, what do you suggest I do now?" Isabella asked worriedly. "Should I call David?""I will suggest you go over to his place and see him," Kim said. "Yes, you're right," Isabella said, keeping the cup of tea on the table. "I should go to him right away. I even went as far as dismissing him yesterday,