Paradise Bound

Chapter 8

I'm standing in shock at Isaac standing on my doorstep staring back at me.

Finally after a few awkward seconds of silent staring, Isaac finally speaks.

"Tessa, sorry, I'm not interrupting you am I?"

"Oh.... no. It's just I'm a little surprised to see you here."

"Yes, I understand. I wanted to check in and make sure you are coming tonight?"

My eyes widen a little in disbelief.

(What? What planet is this man on? He's asking if I'm coming, when he made it perfectly clear that he didn't want me there?!)

"Em..... I don't understand. I mean I'm not going. I already told Mia. I didn't think it would be a problem considering......"

I don't get a chance to finish my sentence when Isaac interrupts me.

"I know you overheard us and I can assure you although it sounded bad, it's not what you think."

"Even still, I would much rather give it a miss if you don't mind?!"

Isaac narrows his eyes ever so slightly.

"You are still upset with me aren't you?!"

I try to make my answers as convincing as I can, but unfortunately I have never been very good at lying.

"No.... Not at all."

Isaac raises his eyebrows at me in a questioning manner.

"I don't believe you!"

"Well it's the truth. What can I do to make you believe me?"

"You can put on a dress and come to the party with me now."

I stare back at Isaac dumbfounded. What is his game here? Talk about messing with someone's head!

"I really don't think that's a good idea."

"Well as your boss I say it's a very good idea. Plus Mia will be very upset if you don't come."

(Of course, this is probably all Mia's doing. She probably guilted him into coming here and asking me to come to the party!)

As if Isaac can read my thoughts he quickly interjects.

"Don't for one second think that Mia put me up to this. Yes she gave out to me the last day but this was my decision to come here right now."

"If I do come, I won't be staying long. I am actually tired and was planning on early night."

"Oh.... Is your boss working you too hard?"

A small delicious smirk plays on the corner of Isaac's mouth and it makes him looks devilishly handsome.

I cross my hands over my chest and smirk back at him.

"Oh you have no idea. He's a real slave driver!"

A deep sexy chuckle escapes from Isaac's mouth and I realise that is probably the most honest laugh I have gotten out of him since we met.

"Well how about you get dressed and come to the party and forget about your pain in the ass of a boss."

I can't help but let out a small giggle. Isaac does seem to be making an effort right now and if I want our working relationship to improve I should accept his apology and go to the party for a bit.

"Okay, you win. Give me a few minutes. You can come in and wait in the living room while I go and get dressed."

Isaac stares back at me, his facial expression seems uncertain or tense.