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“Well, it’s never too late.” The saleswoman scans us up and down. “You are in need of a matching engagement ring too?”

“No, that’s not –“ Isabella starts.

“Yeah, that’d be great. Nicest stuff you’ve got,” I say.

The saleswoman hesitates before going about her business of collecting options for us. “Do I know you?”

I shake my head. “No, definitely not.”

“Are you sure? Are you famous?”

“Nah,” I say.

She hesitates.

“Please, we’re on a time crunch,” I say.

The saleswoman sails off down the counter to start collecting options.

“Rex, this is ridiculous,” Isabella whispers.

“Yeah, if it was the real thing, I wouldn’t be buying you a ring from a department store.”

She gives me a look like “don’t be stupid.”

“I’d go to Cartier or Bulgari or one of those more boutique places that –“

“Rex.”

“Hey, I’m just trying to really sell this, Isabella. That’s what you want, right?”

Isabella’s chest puffs. I gotta look away not to linger on her breasts for too long. “This isn’t a joke, Rex.”

“You think I’m joking?” I say, taking my wallet out.

“You’re not buying us jewelry for a fake marriage,” she says firmly.

The saleswoman returns with a wide variety of rings.

I grin wickedly at Isabella. “Watch me.”

Chapter 10

Isabella

Leo’s hand feels weird in mine with my rings on.

Yes. My fake wedding rings.

I can’t believe I let Rex talk me into it. Actually, I can. Because that man has always made me act in ways inexplicable to my character. Case and point, the tattoo I never thought I’d get. Leaving my own birthday party for sex, leaving work early for sex, introducing him to my mother even though we knew we weren’t going to last.

Rex Redford is the human form of ambrosia. Addictive and delicious.

And man is he addictive and delicious looking in the suit we bought for him. I bought two sensible versions of it. Gray. Brown.

Of course, he went for the burgundy.

Somehow, he’s made a ready-to-wear department store suit look like a million bucks.

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