Isis shrugged. "If I like the vet more, I will," she said. "It depends, I'll be needed more if it's a smaller place. The problem will be later on, when the pregnancy starts slowing me down. I might have to try working part time instead." Which she didn't want to do, since she'd lose her benefits and she needed the money. "I'll work it out, don't worry."
She wasn't going to ask him for anything. Especially money. Not after he'd told her about keeping his money a secret because he didn't want women lusting after his trust fund. She wasn't like that.
"Aw, you'll have to teach me," she said. "I'm fae-blooded, so I pick up languages pretty quick. And I don't mind at all. He sounds like such a cutie."
Oh, she had a reason besides being a psycho bitch. "Of course," she said. "Why would I tell him? She should tell him. She owes him that much."