How to Belong with a Billionaire (Arden St. Ives #3)

by Alexis Hall

“As five very wise young ladies once implied, zig-a-zig-ah is transitory. But friendship never ends.”

Urrrrrrgh. Having to think about Nathaniel like he was a real person was literally the worst.

Passion can be a compelling distraction, but what you want is less important than what is good for you.” Watching Caspian piss off both his ex and current partner simultaneously shouldn’t have been endearing. But you had to admit, it took some skill. I mean, I wasn’t mad keen on being characterised as the romantic equivalent of a McFlurry, but then, I don’t think Nathaniel could have been enjoying his role as love kale either.

“What? Shit. Oh no, my jellybeans. What?”

Basically I’d been friend-zoned by proxy.

Bellerose was getting some attention—furtive, English attention but attention nonetheless. Partly, I think, because he looked too attractive to be real. But also because he was knitting.

I should probably have warned him that toasties tend to fight back, because within seconds he was embroiled in his very own action thriller: Attack of the Sixty-Foot Cheese String.

Shame I was at the Dinner Party of the Damned,

And every time Caspian said, “As you wish,” it was like he was saying it to me.

Ack. Help. Melting. And all it took was a smile and a Princess Bride reference.

And so, with happiness breaking inside me, like light through a prism splintering endlessly into rainbows, I obeyed.

All that time, waiting like a fool for an ending. When what I’d really wanted—what we’d both needed—was a beginning.