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She lifts herself up on her tiptoes and kisses me softly on the lips. “Very sure,” she says.
I give her a mock-serious look. “How are you going to tell Dave?”
“Tell him what?” she asks, eyebrows traveling up her forehead.
“That it’s over between you two,” I say. “That you’ve got someone else now.”
“Do I?” she asks, the corners of her mouth pulling upward.
I wrap my arms tighter around her, like I don’t want to let her go. I don’t, actually. “You do,” I say.
I know with everything that has to be done with the app, if we even have a chance of getting it done on time, this probably isn’t the best move for me—getting involved with Mila. But I couldn’t care less. I’ll do what it takes to make it work. Now that I have her, I’m not letting her go.
“It’s gonna be hard,” she says, giving me a fake-sad look. “Dave’s going to be pretty devastated. There might be some begging.”
“Oh, I bet.”
“And probably a little crying.”
“No doubt,” I say.
“He’ll be heartbroken. He may roam the world a lonely man, no one ever comparing to me.”
“I believe it.”
She smiles at me then, and I lean my head down and kiss her. It’s not like the soft one she just gave me. It quickly becomes more heated, more urgent. I’m not ready to let her go just yet, even if she’ll only be a few doors down from me.
“Okay, okay,” she says after a minute, smiling at me as she pulls herself away and out of my arms. “I need to take a shower before I have to join Nadia and the others. And you”—she pokes me in the chest lightly—“have got duties of your own.”
I reach for her one more time, but she bats my hand away. “I’m serious,” she says, even though she’s smiling. “I’ll see you at the wedding.”
Like a pathetic, lovesick fool, I’ll be counting down the minutes until then.
TODAY
“OH, MILA, YOU REALLY ARE a jinx,” Nadia says, wearing a silky robe and hugging me so tight, it feels like my ribs will crush under the pressure. For a petite thing, she packs a punch.
I had to wash my hair three times to get everything out of it, and I couldn’t believe how much dirt I was covered in. I don’t know if I’ve ever appreciated a shower so much. One thing is for sure: Grayson must really like me if he wasn’t repulsed by all that. Not that he looked much better himself. But I still thought he was handsome, even covered in dirt.
“I tried to tell you,” I say as she lets go and I follow her into the ridiculous suite that is both her room and the bridal suite today. It has a wraparound deck with outdoor seating and a perfect view of the ocean, two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchenette, and a dining room. It’s three times the size of my apartment back home.
The room is abuzz with Nadia’s sisters, her mom, and her nani, who are all getting ready. There are a couple of hairstylists and a makeup artist as well.
“Mila, we’re so happy you’re safe,” Nadia’s mom, Shanti, says.
“I was saying prayers for you,” says her nani.
“Thank you,” I tell them.
Nadia grabs me by the arms and turns me to face her. “When you didn’t show up last night, I originally thought you’d finally made things happen with Grayson,” she says, giving me a double eyebrow lift.
I really do know this woman so well.
“But then when neither of you showed up at all or had even checked into the hotel, I knew something was up.”
“Weeeellll …,” I say, dragging out the word an octave higher than I normally talk.
“Shut up,” Nadia says, her eyebrows moving up her forehead.
