Chapter Nine
MILA
Jackson Bishop is like that fun older brother I never had. Sure, I have an older brother, but he’s all business and no play. It feels good to be around someone who’s so carefree, and it doesn’t hurt that he’s the spitting image of John, who I haven’t stopped fantasizing about since I saw him in that towel with water dripping down his chest. Without any kind of warning, I can tell what kind of guy Jackson is—heartbreaker number one, which means nothing but trouble. And I’ve had enough trouble with guys to last me a lifetime.
As soon as John walked in and saw us laughing and Jackson flirting, something in the room shifted. Just to get away from John’s mood, I go and check on the baby. As I’m standing in his bedroom, where Maize’s peacefully sleeping, I overhear their con
