Piper's POV
"Say it again," I whispered. "I don't believe you."
James sighed. "Don't make me," he pleaded. "I already said it."
"James…"
"Fine. I missed you, okay? All I wanted was to come back."
I knew I would never have gotten away with it if he hadn't told me about what he'd done.
Oh, yes. I know all of you out there are just dying of envy, what with my having my boyfriend who wasn't my boyfriend tell me in gory detail the last few months of his hooker-dom. Please, you with the brown hair! Try to contain yourself…
It stung. Every word brought a whole new set of wracking sobs into the front of James's shirt.
Wracking sobs that were apparently loud enough to start a riot.