He tips up my chin. “Because he’s finally wised up and discovered how lucky he was to even have a chance with you. A chance that he won’t get again. You are one of a kind, Mya Taylor. And you are no one’s fucking consolation prize.”
The phone on the bed between us rings again and the picture of Will and me flashes on the screen. Milo looks down at the phone and then up at me. “May I?”
I have no idea what he means, so I shrug. He grabs the phone and swipes right to answer.
“Yes. No, you have the right number, this is Mya’s phone. This is her fiancé.”
My mouth falls open.
“That’s right, her fiancé. A guy who is smart enough to know exactly how special she is and how lucky I am to be with her. A chance you won’t have again, so please fuck all the way off and stop calling.” He pulls the phone away, but then before he disconnects, he puts it back to his ear. “And by the way, pal, her kneecaps are fantastic.”
Then he drops the phone back on the bed and his mouth crashes down on mine.
The runaway bestseller that will have you clutching your pearls and laughing until you almost choke. ??????
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