Chapter Sixteen
Violet
It must have been the wine because I thought I was feeling crazy in love type feelings for Milo Waite. It was definitely the wine when I blurted out I was falling for him and now I felt I needed coffee to sober me up because I was sure he’d just told me he was madly in love with me.
With me!
Violet Blake.
When he told me he wanted ‘p***y pie’ for dessert, the copious amounts of wine added up and connected with my brain and voice and I began what became a bout of uncontrollable laughter to the point where tears were streaming down my face.
Milo paid the bill while I made a mental note to give him half towards it later and then he rang for another taxi. I’d stopped laughing by the time I got in the back seat of the taxi and feeling all mellow and loved I snuggled
