The house is quiet when I walk through the door, but the delicious aroma of dinner fills the air. I find Bella in the kitchen, a curve-hugging black dress accentuating her figure.
I stare a few seconds too long before clearing my throat.
She turns.
Her dark eyes intense.
The vibe from this morning still lingers.
"I hope you don't mind," she says, strolling toward me.
My mouth goes dry at the sway of her hips.
"Leah visited today, so I asked if she'd keep Masie for the night," she purrs.
Shit.
Looks like Bella beat me to the punch.
Hehe.