Chapter 18 A Brewing Storm

Isabella was highly annoyed, to say the least. After work, Samantha followed them home. The ride back home was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. Immediately they got home, Samantha and Mason headed upstairs to his office. Isabella lay in bed, tossing and turning, waiting to feel the dip of the bed. Or even the soft creak of the door. But, nothing. She got nothing. He had spent all night with Samantha doing God knows what.