“What shall we toast to tonight?” I swirl the golden liquid around the edges of the crystal. “To your exes.” My brows furrow He continues, “For not realizing what they had.” We lightly tap our rims together and sip the sweet bubbly as my body blazes from the inside out. “Do you mean that?” “Fuck yes I do,” he states. “I speak what I mean, Pumpkin. Especially with things like that. Who has time for bullshit?”
