Miles
The way she said my name—Miles—itched at my brain. It was the first time she’d ever called me by my first name. Did it mean she wanted us to be more casual now? No.
As much as I loved hearing her say it, we couldn’t go back. If we wanted to survive this mess, we had to keep our distance.
My phone buzzed on my desk, snapping me out of my thoughts. Gavin’s name flashed on the screen.
“You’re going to kill the girl, Miles,” his voice boomed as soon as I picked up.
“What? Who?” I asked, frowning in confusion.
“Cheryl,” he snapped. “She called me, wailing about how you’re avoiding her.”
“What the f**k? Stay the hell out of my marriage,” I hissed.
“Now she’s your wife? I thought you ripped up the marriage certificate,” he shot back, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“My mistake fo
