Chapter ６０

“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.

“Fuck, Grace. You're as real as can be.” His hands move around on my hips, and he fists a little bit of the fabric as if he can't help himself. Milo watches as his actions pull it apart more and more, until my breasts are completely exposed. “This was wrong.”