Romance: The Billionaire's Choice - Contemporary Romance (Romance, Contemporary Romance Book 1)

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Author: Nancy Adams
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“Well, it was the only place I could get that had an attached apartment. We can’t all afford your neighborhood.”
     
    Andrew was silent. She took a deep breath.
     
    “So, how is work going?” she asked.
     
    “Fine,” he replied.
     
    “Good,” she said. “I’m glad to hear.”
     
    He nodded. Isabel fidgeted with her seatbelt as they sat in silence.
     
    “And how are things going for you at work?” he asked.
     
    “Great,” she responded a little too loudly. Her cheeks reddened. “Everything is going really well with the line,” she said quietly.
     
    “I’m glad to hear,” Andrew replied.
     
    “Yeah, it has really been a ton of work. Cara and I have basically spent every waking hour at the studio for the past three months,” she said.
    Andrew nodded.
     
    “But I think everything has finally come together. The models are coming in for their final fittings on Tuesday then we’ll have the fashion show on Friday,” she said. “It’s incredibly exciting really.”
     
    He smiled and stared forward.
     
    “Everyone really did a great job and we got an amazing selection of models. I think this is really going to be the big show that could change everything for us,” she said.
     
    He didn’t reply.
     
    “So, I’m really happy,” she said.
     
    “That’s great,” Andrew said.
     
    “And it is so incredibly nice to be out of the studio for a change,” she said quickly. “I don’t think I could have spent another minute in there. I am so burnt out at the moment.”
     
    “Well, I am glad that you could make the trip,” he said. “I know that you have been under a lot of pressure with this collection.”
     
    “Thanks,” Isabel replied. “I am really glad that we could go together.”
     
    He nodded.
     
    “Look, I know that things have been a bit strange-” she began to say.
     
    “Everything is great,” he interrupted. “This is a weekend for us to get away from it all. We’ve both been so busy at work. Let’s not stress about anything.”
     
    “Oh, yeah,” she stammered. “Okay.”
     
    “I downloaded a few great podcasts that I think you’ll really like. Why don’t we listen to one for a while?” he asked.
     
    She took a deep breath. “Not in the mood for chatting?” she asked.
     
    “Nah,” he replied. “I am burned out from work today.”
     
    “Oh okay. Let’s hear what you’ve got,” she said.
     
    Isabel looked over at Andrew and watched the air conditioning vent blow his thick, dark hair. She closed her eyes and sighed quietly as the podcast began.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
     
    Isabel could feel herself drifting off when she suddenly the vibration of her phone startled her awake. She opened her eyes and looked over at Andrew. He was staring forward with no expression on his face.
     
    “Sorry I fell asleep,” she mumbled.
     
    “Oh, don’t worry about it,” he said. “It hasn’t been a very exciting drive. We are just about to get back to your place though so your timing is good.”
     
    “Okay, great,” she said as she reached down to pick up her phone. She smiled when she saw that she had a new message from Cara.
     
    “Are things going any better?” Cara asked.
     
    Isabel sighed and looked over at Andrew again.
     
    “Not really,” she replied. “He’s been quiet most of the weekend and has basically just been trying to avoid us having any alone time together.”
     
    She stared blankly at the screen as she waited for the next message.
     
    “I am sure it’s not so bad,” Cara said. “Maybe you are just overthinking it.”
     
    “I doubt it. Really, I’ve known him most of my life. My entire adult life. I know when he’s being weird and he’s being weird,” Isabel wrote.
     
    Isabel looked out the car window and watched as they entered into her neighborhood. She looked over at Andrew and smile wearily. “Home, sweet, home,” she said quietly.
     
    “Yeah,” he replied.

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