Chapter 107

Callista bent down and breathed in the sweet scent of the wildflowers. "He just thinks I'm his savior."

"Hand on your heart. Do you really buy that?" Isadora cut in without mercy, calling her bluff.

With a face like Callista's—and that irresistible married-woman charm—making a few teenage boys fall head over heels was basically child's play.

Callista pretended to hit her. "You're corrupting all th