Chapters (92)
- First
- Love Connection
- Zero
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- One Month Later
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Six Months Later
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Six Months Later
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- I Have Never
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- A Christmas Date
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Note from the Author
- Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
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- Three
- Four
- Also by Camilla Isley
- About the Author
I want to get up and shove him out of my house, but the kitten is forcing me to stay put and talk. “You already know everything there is to know.”
“Did you really run after Paul only to make him go back to Julia?” Diego asks.
“Yes. Why else would I go after him?”
“I thought you wanted to break them off for good.”
“What? What kind of horrible person would do that?”
“The same kind who would hire a guy she’s mapped to her sister’s every fantasy to play her fake boyfriend.”
Touché.
“I’m not an angel; so what? I just wanted to annoy Julia a little.”
Diego shakes his head. “And look how well it ended the last time she just wanted to annoy you a little. She made you miserable for two years.”
“Well, she’s not perfect, either. Anyway, my relationship with my sister has nothing to do with us. You left me,” I accuse him.
He shifts his butt on the rug so that he’s now sitting next to me, both our backs leaning against the couch. Diego takes my hand into his and starts drawing small circles on my palm with his thumb. “I’m sorry,” he says.
“It’s not enough.” I try to get my hand back, but he keeps it imprisoned in his. “What if Blair hadn’t called you? Would you still be here?”
“Maybe.” He lowers his gaze. “I received the casting calls for the Super Bowl ads this morning. I didn’t think you’d keep your word on those. Made me feel like shit that you’d still be kind to me after the way I left.”
Truth is, I’d set up the castings before Christmas and completely forgotten about them. If I’d remembered, I might’ve had a petty fit at the office today and deleted his name from the call list.
“I usually keep my promises.” I play the saint. “But a casting call is no better than a call from my best friend. Will somebody have to call you every time we argue, otherwise you’ll disappear off the face of the Earth?” He smiles at that, driving me mad. “Why are you smiling now?”
“Because if we’re going to argue in the future, it means we’re going to be together…”
I force myself to look him in the eye. “If that’s what you wanted, why disappear? I get you might’ve been mad at first, but why not return any of my texts or calls?”