I’m not about to forget about my meeting with Tyler today. I’ve embarrassed myself in front of the captain far too many times this month alone. I can’t afford to make a fool out of myself once again. My head was still preoccupied with everything that happened at lunch. I wish it was easier to forget a memory.
When I reached Tyler’s office, he was looking down at a notebook again. The way he did the other day. I knocked on the door twice to let him know I was here. He glanced at me with an unamused face. “I said to meet me at one,”
I looked at my time, gulping frantically.
“Is four o’clock your one o’clock?”
I blinked. Oops. “To be fair, it’s only three-thirty, so technically, I’m just two hours and thirty minutes late.” I tried to defend, hoping I’d get out of it safely.
He creased h
