Page 92 of The Enemy Face Off

That evening, I'm messaging with my girlfriends, telling them about what Milo said on our morning walk.

I've been floating on air all day. Courtland kept checking in on me at work, convinced I've come down with something.

And I have.

It's called Milo-itis, and there's no known cure for it.

Beth:And then he said how women give up their careers all the time and tried to downplay what he was doing.

Summer:Way to come through, Milo.

Evie:It's always the quiet ones who surprise you.

Hannah:Or the loud ones.

Evie:True. So…men in general.

Summer:

Beth:

Hannah:

Amiel:Why am I always the last one?

Amiel:And no one else knows?

Beth:Nope. He's only told me.

My heart swells, thinking back to him telling me about the situation with Josie and Jonah before he shared that with anyone else, too. He does trust me, and he has right from the very start.

Which reminds me…

Beth:I cleared it with him to tell you guys, but obviously, this doesn't go anywhere.

I'm hit with fourOf coursesand smile when poor Amiel responds last as usual.

Hannah:So…

Beth:Yes?

Hannah:Just curious about a little something.

I grin to myself.

It's equally wonderful and alarming when one of your closest friends can be thousands of miles away, typing out a vague message, and yet you know exactly what she's getting at.

I save her the hassle of having to spell it out.

Beth:No. We haven't had sex.

Beth:Yet.

Summer:But you want to?

Beth:I do. I feel safe with him and that's super important for me. But we're not rushing things. He's been amazing and is letting me control how fast things go.

Amiel: I wish all guys were like that.

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