Her words were soft but sharp, and Johnson looked at me torn.
I gave him a small nod.
He sighed, dragging a hand through his loose blond curls. “Fine. I’ll be there in a few,” he said, voice gentler now.
A squeal of delight erupted through the phone, making Mila flinch from the sudden noise. I laughed under my breath.
Maybe things weren’t so hopeless after all.
"Good. Your spot's already open. I knew you'd fall for that," a teasing voice chirped through the phone. The smirk behind the words practically echoed in the air.
Johnson’s eyes narrowed.
“You manipulative little witch!” he barked into the phone, loud enough to catch the attention of a few nearby shoppers.
I couldn’t help it I laughed. A quiet, surprised giggle slipped out before I could stop it.
“You say that like it’s a b
