There was a knock on the door, and Abby opened it.
"Hey," Isach said. "Ready?"
"Yep." Abby stepped out onto the porch. "See ya later, Chloe." She waved.
Isach glanced at me, and I gave him a thumbs up. As far as I could tell, everything was all right. When Isach closed the door, I raced upstairs to my room.
Trent was on my bed, one hand tucked behind his head, the other resting on his stomach. He looked totally at ease and comfortable. I closed and locked my bedroom door.
"Did it work?" he asked, his heated blue gaze roaming the length of my body as I made my way over to him.
"Well, she didn't say anything about you before she left, and she remembered she was meeting a witch." I climbed onto my bed and swung my leg over his waist so I was straddling him. "The more important question is, did you have fun kissing Abby? It seemed like you were taking a really long time." I fought to hide my smile. "Must've been a really good kiss."