The Runaway Groom

Irene frowned slightly.

Did Isaac really think she was Stan?

To be fair to him, she never made a sound and came out of the blue. And without his vision, he naturally would not be able to tell that it was her.

She watched his surprised look and smiled mischievously before speaking while changing her voice. "Mr. Hill asked me to take care of you."

As she spoke, she lifted his blanket and put her hand on his chest... "Stan Hill!" Isaac bellowed right then, startling Stan outside and sending him scurrying inside.

Irene did not have the time to straighten Isaac's clothes or button it, leaving his chest bare.

Stan glanced between that and Irene's innocent look, and he was left frowning.

What was going on there?

He was not surprised that it happened since absence made the heart fonder. He was just surprised why Isaac would call him in.

Smiling, he asked, "Is there something you need me for, Mr. Jefferson?”

"Throw out the woman you brought in!" Isaac barked grumpily.

left bewildered—could someone

waved him off, mouthing,

and said, "Well, Mr.

"Stan!!!"

Isaac tried to get to

shook her off, sending her stumbling and

far and

smartened up this time and quickly realized that Irene did

that why Isaac

for him to leave—the married couple were flirting, and an outsider being

Irene and told Isaac, "Well, the missus isn't around.

tone eased as he tried to make Stan

hid a smile as she saw the

up at her voice, and though she was not that loud, Isaac could tell that it was his

was even sure about

Stan would never dare

put her hand on his chest again. This time, however, Isaac did not evade her or call

Did he just give