Chapter 10. Shopping for Her?

Tim parked the car right in front of Isabella's house. He got down and unloaded all their shopping bags. Everything that was happening between Laurence and his chauffeur puzzled Arianna.

"Sir, these are for your girlfriend. Aren't they?" she couldn't help but ask him. He shook his head. Tim picked up the bags and went towards the front door of the house.

"Nope. I don't have a girlfriend," he said with a small smile on his face. If he would have told her that before, she wouldn't have chosen any dress for herself.

"What about Lisa ma'am? Is she your wife, then?" asked Arianna at last the one question which was bothering her a lot. How could such a handsome and successful man be single? Maybe because he was married already.

"No. She's my twelve-year-old sister," he informed her. Arianna gaped at him. Her cheeks colored profusely while his smile widened.

"Are you jealous Aria?" he whispered into her ear, bringing his face closer, his lips grazing her neck.