His Mini Bear

CHAPTER- 25

Iris POV:

I am so excited.

Since Ace is taking me to my brother, willingly.

AND I am going to see my brother after a long time.

But at whatever point I saw Ace's face my eyes naturally darted to his lips and I recalled what happened this morning.

Gosh, It's a dirty thing to do.

Do all people do that?

He's not so awkward it I think.

"Mini," his deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Yes," I said, biting my lips embarrassed.

Bad Iris.

"Are you nervous!," He asked, rubbing his hand on my exposed thigh, softly.

Better believe it, all the dresses he brought are skirts and dresses most of it.

"What are you thinking? You look troubled," he murmured, his eyes settled on the road.

But I just stared at him, emotionlessly.

Gosh, my ears felt so hot right now.

"Mini," he said once more but sternly.

"Nothing just sleepy," I said and looked away.

"Possibly considering almost his lips on your vagina," my subconscious mocked me.

I shook my head.

Dirty Iris, what happened to you?

Abruptly I felt his hand near to my no-no place.

When I looked at him, his eyes were still on the road.

He's not pervert maybe I am being.

Baby Jesus! Forgive me for thinking about unholy things.

After a long time, we finally arrived at Greenwich Village.

I felt nauseous, suddenly.

Isaac has great taste. The house looks basic but rich.

Made of Ruddy brick, medium measure and so excellent.

"Mini," he said, tapping his thumb on my thighs.

"Yes! Can we go now," I exclaimed.

He nodded, smiling. A bit.

I opened the door and ran toward the house instantly.

But then I stopped in my tracks and turned around.

"You're not coming," I asked, frowning.

"No," he said sitting in his car.

He look's handsome today.

"Why?," I inquired.

He looked at me for a couple of seconds and looked away. Weird.

"Alright....but in case you change your mind come inside," I said grinning and turned around strolling toward the house.

I ring the doorbell Impatiently.

My hands were tingling because of joy.

The entryway opened but a young lady came out.

"..Hello," she said confounded.

"Hi! Is this Isaac's house?" I asked, aloud.

Really Iris! What if Isaac is staying here on rent you can't just ask if it's his house.