Chapter 159
Myrah's POV
"Myrah," Monica said, jolting me out of my reverie. She was standing behind me, wearing a lime tube top and high-waisted boohoo shorts. She looked amazing with her hair tied into a fun side ponytail.
"Monica, hello. How are you? With a tiny smile spreading across my lips, I questioned her.
"Let's go inside and have some ice cream. Right now, I'm craving vanilla ice cream with sprinkles so much that I want to have it with you."
"I assumed you were taking more pleasure in the burgers," I stated, setting down my wine glass.
She protested, "I am, but come on, I need ice cream."
"Okay," I answered. I trailed behind Monica inside. I turned to face everyone. Valentino and Alton were sitting on the grass, sipping wine from their glasses, while Alisa and Kyle were playing chess.
