“Never going to happen. I’m going to stick to the plan. Let her go chase her dreams while I go back to my unfulfilling life of meaningless sex and mind-numbing conversations with people I don’t give two fucks about. And Lila can go take over corporate America and marry some preppy intellectual asshole who wouldn’t know good sex if it slapped him in the face.” Cage looked down, searching for something on the floor beside his feet before he snapped back up and raised a brow. “Sorry. I must have lost my tiny violin, you dramatic motherfucker. Stop being a coward and man up.”
