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38 | Catching Up

Author: M.Z. Mauve
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◆ MILES ◆

A brunch date.

With her new number one fan.

Sure. Whatever it takes...

Suck it up for half an hour or so.

Whatever it took to get her attention, I would oblige her willingly. Even if it meant having to sit through an awkward brunch, with her newest admirer showing all the wrong reasons she should hang out with the guy, I would shut up and not complain one bit.

Mykaela might walk out on me if I actually said I didn't want Lorenzio Tomassini anywhere near her. The guy even had the entire restaurant closed up just to "get some privacy"...for him, probably, as well as his

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