CH 143

Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire

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Chapter 143:

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It happens by accident.

Archibald’s out of town again for work but tries to call in the evenings when he can and Isabella, consequently, does her best to be available despite the three-hour time difference.

Dara can roll her eyes all she wants — and does — but keeps her smart remarks, if not to a minimum, then to an average.

(“It’s part of our arrangement!” Isabella protests noisily as if the forty-five minutes she spends holed up in her bedroom have anything at all to do with those initial terms of their relationship and aren’t simply because she misses the man like a limb when he’s gone.

Dara makes an unflattering snort and digs her elbow into Isabella’s side, stealing a pretzel out of her bag while she’s distracted.

“Uh-huh,” she says, “Is that what we’re calling it now, Ms. Codependent?”

“I don’t think I like you anymore.”

Isabella, among other things, is a liar. A bad one.)

It happens by accident because Isabella’s bundled up