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.

was left bewildered—could someone tell

waved him

his head and said, "Well, Mr. Jefferson...

"Stan!!!"

tried to get to

he shook her off, sending her stumbling

gotten that far and

swore under his breath—when did Isaac ever treat Irene like that? Still, he smartened up this time and quickly realized that

Isaac was

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

even played along with Irene and told Isaac, "Well, the

Stan stay, but he frowned as he heard the

saw the look of

though she was not that loud, Isaac could tell that it

even sure

to think, he realized Stan would never dare bring in an unfamiliar woman without

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

was speechless. Did he just