172 BACK FROM BLACK

"And where are you going, all dressed up like that?" Luke asked as Isabella walked into the kitchen and filled a glass with water. She stopped to give him an innocent look. "Work," she finally muttered, then proceeded to grab a straw to drink with; Luke assumed it was so she wouldn't mess up her lipstick. "What kind of work is that?!" "I don't understand," she answered calmly. "What part of my question is hard to understand?" "The part where you get to ask me a question with that tone," she replied, then reached past him to rinse out the glass she'd just drank water from. grabbed a towel and dried his hands, his eyes still on her. She was beautiful as always, and the red sundress she had on was having a very arousing effect on him. "The nanny called to inform me that she won't be here till 1 pm, but I told her that's fine since you'll be working from home today; you can watch the baby, right?" He didn't respond; he just kept staring at her. His eyes darted to her crimson-colored