When the deal is too good (1)

ISABELLA

I was starting to think Sebastian was completely out of his mind for suggesting this. But again, I was going along with it. What did that make me?

Max's eyes had been glued on my chest since I walked into the booth he had booked as soon as I asked to meet him, and took the seat opposite him on the plush velvet couch. It was a VIP booth. He certainly was going all out.

"You look great." He said, for the third time in the last five minutes. Or was it the fourth? I couldn't quite keep count.

Like I did the first few times he mentioned it, I shrugged and forced out a 'thanks'. I hated the way he was looking at me.

My only consolation was the fact that Tristan was nearby.