Kayla
The moment the door opened, Isabella swept inside, looking utterly ridiculous in a full fur coat. She shrugged it off and dropped it into the housekeeper’s arms with one hand, not even looking at him, then stopped in the center of the foyer.
“What happened?” Isabella asked, placing her hands on her hips and looking around. “The new decor doesn’t suit the architecture at all.”
I raised my eyebrows, exchanging an amused glance with Nicholas. He cleared his throat. “Maybe you should give back the stuff you stole, since you seem so invested in how we decorate,” he said.
Isabella’s eyes narrowed. “I’ll give it back when you allow us to move back in. It’s our home too, you know.”
Grinning, I placed my hand on her shoulder and guided her further into the house. “How is y
