Two weeks later
“OK, Mia. Spill.”
Mia grinned at her friends and took a sip of wine. “It’s been two weeks, guys. It’s not like it’s serious.”
“Yeah,” Katie said. “Two weeks of s*x every night with a seriously hot guy! Come on, Mia. We’re all single… throw us a damn crumb here.”
“OK, OK. Well. He does call me his sunflower. Says that when I wake up, I’m all bright and tousled and beautiful.”
“Oh, my God,” Reena sighed. “That is so sweet… he’s actually pretty sweet, isn’t he?”
“Yeah. In surprising ways.”
“I don’t care about sweet,” Katie said. “I want to hear about if he’s hot or not. He is, isn’t he?”
“Of course he is,” Maggie said. “I bet he’s wild in bed.” She shot Mia a pleading look. “Tell me he is. He is, isn’t he?”
Mia was silent. The truth was that Nick was wild and hot, no
