Chapter Eighteen
JOHN
Fuck. My hand throbs like a son of a b***h, but the moment Mila barges into the bathroom, I’m no longer worried about the pain. All I can focus on is how close she is, how amazing she smells, and how soft her skin is against mine.
She’s stunning, which isn’t news, and every day she’s here, it gets harder to deny my attraction to her. She’s gorgeous on the inside and out, caring, sweet, and nurturing—all without even trying. The most attractive quality is how she treats Maize like her own and is always eager to help even though I tell her it’s not her responsibility. She’s so effortlessly molded her way into our lives that even thinking about losing her has me scared out of my mind.
The moment I needed her, she arrived, and though I pushed her away, she didn’t let
