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ISABELLA POV

A purring sound from the outside garage indicated that someone was driving in. Hopefully, it wasn’t Edward. The house was empty now and I didn’t want him to see another excuse in pinning me to the bed and having his way with me. That’s just way too much torture I can handle after he heard me calling out Alexander’s name during my masturbating session.

When a knock on the door came instead, I knew it wasn’t him or any of the family. Everyone had their own key, and sometimes they’d wriggle the handle to check if it was open first before coming in.

“Isabella! Are you home?” Brianna’s voice called from outside. “Damn, I knew I should have texted her before coming. If only she could pick up her darn calls.”

Smiling, I pushed my salad plate aside and opened the door. She was just about digging into her purse when I opened the door.

“Yes, I’m home.”

Brianna rolled her eyes and pushed past me as she entered the house. “Why can’t you pick up your phone when it’s ringing?” she comp
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