The Escape: An Irish Mafia Romance (Downing Family Book 1) by Cassie Wild

Author:Cassie Wild [Wild, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-08-07T16:00:00+00:00

Eighteen

Daria

“Daria!”

. At the sound of Isabel’s outraged voice, I looked up from the book I’d been trying to finish. “What is it?” I called, somewhat alarmed.

“I can’t believe it!” she snapped.

She’d thrown open the door to my room as though her hair were on fire and now she stood just there, framed in the entryway, her cheeks flushed and her eyes aflame.

“You can’t believe what?” I asked warily. Isabel pissed off could be an experience. She could fizzle out in ten minutes or still be fuming about whatever it was that upset her for the next two weeks.

“Sean!” She shoved her hands through her hair and fisted the heavy strands like she was about to pull it out at the roots. “He’s such a … jerk.” She spat it out, voice rising with every word.

“You want to tell me why he’s a jerk?” I asked when she started to pace.

She stopped mid-stride and came over to me, throwing herself down on the bed. “He just told me that we can’t go out for dinner tonight. He’s going to some strip bar with Brooks. It’s business. Who the hell conducts business in a strip club?”

“Strippers?” I suggested.

She scowled and flopped over onto her back. “We had the shortest honeymoon in the history of the world. And now, a day after we get back, he’s already too busy to take me out to dinner.”

“I’m sorry,” I said softly.

She rolled over onto her stomach again and stared at me, propping her elbows up on a pillow. “Is this how it’s going to be? He’s already warned me that he’ll be flying back and forth between here and New York regularly as clockwork.”

I already knew this. Isabel already knew this. But apparently, it was already grating on her. I couldn’t say I blamed her. “It won’t last forever, right?”

“That’s not the point,” she said before dropping her face into the pillow.

She mumbled something, but I couldn’t hear her. “If you want to talk, it might work better if you take your face out of the pillow,” I suggested, using my most helpful voice.

She lifted her head and made a face at me. “I’m having a pity party. Let me indulge.”

“Indulge away,” I told her with a wave of my hand.

A reluctant, but amused smile curled her at the corners of her lips. She sighed and stared off, out through the picture window that dominated the far wall.

“You think he could really be going for business?” she asked tentatively.

“I guess.” I hoped the doubt in my voice didn’t sound as loud to her as it did to me.

“Shit.” She groaned and squeezed her eyes closed. “I bet he’s going there to flirt and paw at pretty women.”

“He’s already got a pretty woman to paw, if that’s all he’s interested in,” I told her, trying to make her feel better.

“But those women have …” She held her hands out in front of her slender chest. “Curves. I’m about as curvy as a board.”

“That’s not true,” I chided her.

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