Chapter Twenty-Seven
MILA
A week has passed since I accepted the job position and announced to everyone I’ll be leaving soon. They pretended they weren’t shocked, but I knew better. It wasn’t an easy thing to say, but hopefully, the more people I tell, the more I’ll be excited about it, even though at this point, I doubt it.
I woke up this morning wrapped in John’s arms, and it was hard for me to pull away. The only reason I did is because Maize needed to be fed. Even though it’s Saturday and I’m technically off the clock, I love our morning routines. Maize looks up at me with bright blue eyes, and though she has no idea what I’m saying, I talk about everything with her—my worries and frustrations—and she hears it all.
John steps in, looking as sexy as sin in a pair of low-hanging jogg
