How to Lose a Fiance by Stefanie London

Author:Stefanie London
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled; Indulgence; Romantic Comedy; Two-Hour Romance Short Reads; Billionaire Romance; American Humorous Fiction; Contemporary Romance Fiction; Contemporary Women's Fiction; General Humorous Fiction; Holiday Romance; Humor & Satire Fiction; Genre Fiction; Fairytale retelling; Cinderella; RomCom; Contemporary Romance; Laugh out Loud; Humor; Arranged Marriage; Billionaire; Strong Woman; Rags to Riches; Quirky; Funny
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Indulgence)
Published: 2019-05-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The first two days of their trip had been a whirlwind—vising the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Le Cinq, Sacré-Cœur. Champagne and pastries and baguettes and people watching. Dion couldn’t remember the last time he’d behaved like a tourist. In fact, he’d been to Paris four times in the last year, and not once had he set foot in a museum or a church or a gallery.

Experiencing it all with Sophia was like opening his eyes to a new world. Seeing the joy and wonder that she saw. Feeling the excitement that she felt.

They’d decided to take it slower on day three and had sat in a café for almost three hours over breakfast—drinking strong coffee, eating buttery croissants, and watching the world go by. On the way back to the apartment, they’d passed a quaint gift shop, and Sophia’s eyes had lit up at the stack of puzzles in the window. So he’d gone inside and bought her one, laughing at the strange look the cashier had given him when he’d asked the man to stick a piece of paper over the picture on the cover.

“You know, I thought the mystery-puzzle hobby was part of your act,” he said as they walked into the apartment and settled in at the large glass table. Sophia eagerly pulled the box out of the bag and opened it up. “Granted, it wasn’t quite as disturbing as the whole taxidermy thing.”

“Relieved that you won’t have to go to the bathroom with a bird watching you?” Her eyes glinted mischievously.

“You have no idea,” he said drily. “I much prefer the puzzles.”

“My grandmother actually got me my first ‘mystery’ jigsaw,” she said, tipping the pieces all over the table. Dion stooped down to pick up one that had raced over the edge. “I would get bored during the summer break, and she wanted something to occupy me for a few hours that wasn’t television or video games. So she bought me a jigsaw, taped a piece of paper over the image on the front, and bet me that I couldn’t solve it.”

Dion laughed. “Quickest way to fire up a bored kid is to give them a challenge.”

“Well, it certainly worked. I was quiet all afternoon and evening, determined to prove her wrong.” Sophia’s dark eyes twinkled. “Then it became a routine. Every school break when I stayed with her, a new box would appear.”

An automatic twinge of jealousy ricocheted through Dion. All he’d wanted as a boy was someone to do those things for him. Small acts of kindness that became tradition, something that could be carved out as a special memory and passed on as a way of preserving it forever.

“What else did you learn from her?”

“She taught me a lot of things, actually. I love baking because of her—not sweets, but bread. To me there’s nothing better than a fresh, crusty loaf of bread right out of the oven,” Sophia said. “And she taught me how to garden. She used to have a vegetable patch in her backyard, even though it was very small.

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