Mia POV

“Um, excuse me,” Mia said. “Back to me, please.”

While it was great to hear how much they appreciated her lingerie, the whole point was that she needed to know what to do about Willison.

“Maybe you just need to talk to him,” Sara said. “Tell him how you feel.”

“Uh, no,” Mia replied, shaking her head. “I can’t put myself out there like that. He’s already rejected me twice—”

“Twice? You only told us about the kiss. What else happened?” Amelia asked.

“It was a couple of years ago,” Mia groaned. “He kissed me that time but then pretended it didn’t happen.”

“Okay, so I hate to...