Most improbable…” He paused. “Lia doesn’t hate me this week.” The term on-again, off-again had been invented for a reason. Michael and Lia were that reason. “Best part of my week: hating Michael.” Lia shot a sly smile at the phone. “Given that all of our communications are currently of the long-distance variety, expressing my distaste for his person was far more emotionally gratifying than I’d expected.” I stifled a snort.
