“I’m so sorry,” Grace said on a croaky voice before clearing it. “I swear I’m going to get my shit together and be cool in like, five minutes, but right now can I just freak the fuck out that you are Mia fucking Love?!” Mia’s resulting smile was dazzling, her laugh so light and sweet it was like honey. “Wait, I am?” She turned to me wide-eyed. “Shit. Why didn’t you tell me?”
