Jilted

by Vi Keeland

“You’ll get your day. And it’ll be with someone who deserves you next time. Josh was too boring and ordinary anyway.” I smiled sadly. “Thank you for saying that.” “And he won’t have a needle dick. You deserve an ankle spanker.”

“Have a good day. Maybe I’ll see you around later.” The kid snort-laughed. “That means you’re definitely gonna see him. I think he’s in love.”

Halfway down the hall, I felt eyes on my back. “Stop checking out my ass!” “Only if you stop walking away from me, Cupcake.”

Wilder: You still there? Oh my God. I’d gotten so engrossed in planning all the crap I needed to do that I’d forgotten the most important thing: the invitation. I shook my head. Sloane: Dinner at 7? The little dots bounced around. Wilder: We’ll be there. Thanks for the invite, even if I did have to invite myself, friend.

“I cannot believe you changed your flight to come with me to sell my wedding dress.” He shrugged. “I figured Lucas could use some sleep. He was up chewing my ear off about Olivia for an hour once we got back to the hotel.” I smiled. “Oh God. Olivia did the same. I think we might have a problem.” Wilder turned the key to start the car. “Yeah, if my ball-busting little brother gets a Carrick for a girlfriend before I do, I’m never gonna hear the end of it.”

I wanted to show Sloane Carrick everything—and not just London. The goddamned world.

Being with you is like having Christmas every day.” “Are you stealing my lines, Cupcake?” I laughed. “I am.” He pressed his lips to mine. “I guess that’s fair, love. Because you’ve stolen my heart.”

The best gift you can give your kid is showing them not to dwell on the things we can’t change and live life to the fullest, even if it’s not the one you planned.”