“Oh yeah.” He grins. “But it's cute. Kind of soft and snorting like a little pig.”
My hands are on my hips. “Now I know you're messing with me,” he said.
He reaches out and grabs my waist, almost with doubt. “Darren is the one who snores.”
“Just a little bit.” I let him lead me closer until I have to put one leg up on the mattress and straddle him. The move pulls my robe apart a little, until the tie is the only thing holding it together.
Milo looks down and lets out a big sigh. “This can't be true.”
“Do I seem fake to you?” I plop down next to him and put my arms around his neck. It brings us close together, but I let him keep a little bit of space between us. Let him choose.
“f**k, Grace. You're as real as can be.” His hands move around on my hips, and he fists a little bit of the
