Bella had opened her mouth to say something when Misha stood up from his chair and peeled off the t-shirt he was wearing. To say Misha was hot without his shirt would have been an understatement. Bella took in his tanned upper chest, her eyes roaming over Misha's broad shoulders before she caught herself and realized what she was doing. Unable to stop the blush this time Bella turned her head away and took a deep drink from her bottle. She hoped Misha hadn't seen her checking him out. Bella knew he didn't need his ego stroked.
"I... I would have loved to come from a big family," Bella stated still fighting the blush on her cheeks. "I bet you never have a dull moment do you?"