CHAPTER 29
MIAI stared down at my phone to read another text message from Mason, calling me a s**t, and sighed. It had been only four days since I had broken up with him, but it felt like a damn lifetime. He hadn’t left me alone like I’d thought he would, and he hadn’t told me when I could come get my stuff.
But I knew one thing: I wasn’t about to go back to his place alone. I didn’t trust him.
The elevator doors opened, and I glanced up to see a smiling Michael walk through them with a brown paper bag that smelled like Italian grinders. He placed it down in front of me and went in for a kiss, but I moved my head away before he could.
“Not here,” I said, glancing down the hallway to make sure nobody had seen us and unwrapping my grinder to eat it.
I watched him frown and felt bad abou
