127 Drunk

The ride back home was mostly quiet. Isabella finally admitted that Luke was right about her needing to rest because she felt like her legs were going to explode any second, and she had lied about liking the cupcakes she had bought from the hospital cafeteria as if on cue. Her stomach grumbled loudly, and she quickly glanced at Luke to see whether he heard. Aside from the occasional flex of his jaw, there were no other indicators of his anger; he was upset with her. She knew exactly why he was upset, but she was going to ask him "why" anyway because she wanted to make him talk to her. "Babe?" "Yeah?" "That's not the right answer," she said with a small frown. He knew she didn't like it when he answered with anything other than "yes, baby or yes, wife.". "Isa, I'm not in the mood for your cute games right now." "You think I'm cute?" The way his response to her question was nothing but a side eye made her want to throw her head back and cackle, but she held it in, clearing her thr