Page 214 of We Shouldn't Be Together
“He could if he wants her to be even sweeter on him,” Grandpa replies.
Gross. Stop talking about this.
Grandma turns to my brother. “And what about you, Milo? You got a girl you’re keen on, too?”
Milo goes bright red, stumbling backwards as he mumbles something incoherent.
“Okay, I’m out,” I blurt. I give Grandma a quick peck on the cheek and thank her and Grandpa once again, then make my getaway upstairs.
Once I’m in the upstairs living room, I shudder off the mortification. “Eww.”
I look down at the wad of cash in my palm. Hmm. Maybe part of it could go towards Tabby. Maybe a necklace, or a new bracelet?
There are some thuds on the staircase, and then Milo appears on the landing. “Thanks for ditching me back there.”
“Every man for himself, bro.”
Milo mumbles something and walks toward his bedroom.
“Wait,” I say, and he stops short of his bedroom door. “What was with the picture Jamie sent to me?”
“What picture?”
My eyes roll. “Don’t give me that crap. You were in it. You, Jamie, Ash and his girlfriend. What the hell?”
He shrugs. “Jamie wanted to take a selfie.”
“Do you realize you’re not making anything clearer?”
Milo huffs and his shoulders droop with exasperation. “What do you want to know, Kai?”
“I thought you were supposed to be tutoring Jamie. Just why were the two of you hanging with the billionaire’s kid?”
“Because his girlfriend wanted to try the milkshakes.”
I deadpan, frustrated he’s not spelling this out better.
Milo sighs, resting his hands on his hips. “It’s not my problem Jamie didn’t fill you in.”
“So, they were just at the cafe?”
“No, we went there in Ash’s limo.”
My eye bug out and I pull at my hair. “Milo! What the hell?”
He shrugs. “Sorry, bro. Every man for themselves.”
Milo turns into his bedroom, but I jump over the couch to gain on him. “Oh, no, you don’t.”
Milo moves over to his bed, where Alfie is sleeping, and gives him a pat.
“Since when are you riding around in a limo?”
“Today.”
“And you didn’t think to text me?”
“Jamie sent you a picture.”
