ASHLEY

"It's settled, Isaac will drive you. RIght, Isaac?" Fred eyed Isaac.

"Of course." Isaac forced a smile, getting up.

I followed Isaac to his car. "I can't just throw away my old life for this marriage." Isaac stated, in the middle of our ride.

"Who said you had to? You were the one who wanted to make this work. Anyways, I don't care what you do, as long as you do it discreetly. I, too, possess the feeling of pride, you know? Don't ruin my reputation while you're out there fucking the life out of those bitches. Case closed." I made myself crystal clear.

The rest of the ride was silent. Isaac parked his car into our driveway. I got out of the car, as he got out, too.

"You're not coming inside." I told him.

"I am. And I will."

"No."

"Look, I just gotta use the bathroom." he explained.

I rolled my eyes and let him in the house.

As he walked in, that's when I noticed his erection. 

Ha! The dress worked!

Isaac went straight to the bathroom. I went to my room to change into something more comfortable. Beauty can be a pain in the ass.

As I took out my normal PJ's, another idea popped into my mind. Putting my PJ's back, I took out a gray jumpsuit PJ. It was definitely sexy, yet, comfortable.

I walked to the kitchen for a drink of water. I spotted Isaac by the window, smoking.

"Why are you smoking?" I asked.

"Why do you care?" he asked back.

Of course, I care. Wait, no, I don't.

"I don't. I mean why are you smoking here, in my house?" 

"If you don't want to see me smoking, then, you better find a new way to keep my mouth busy."

I scoffed, "Get one of your hoes to do that for you."

"You look extra hot when you're jealous."

"You think I'm jealous? You're a complete idiot, Isaac. Now, leave my house."

Isaac walked closer to me. 

You can do this, Ash! Act like it doesn't affect you the tiniest bit.

His hands went up my ass. He was groping my ass! I didn't know how to react. Suddenly, I felt as if my mind had reset itself and shut down. His head dug into my cleavage. 

"I want you." he demanded, huskily.

Reality hit me back. I had two options: tease and kick him out, or push and kick him out.