Hunter looked out the window at a group of students jogging by, their matching shirts and sweatpants making him imagine a single multi-legged beast.
It was Monday morning, and he was still kicking himself for the misstep yesterday with Megan and Angela.
When he'd asked the new therapist out for breakfast, he hadn't even considered how it might look.
Because he couldn't imagine being with anyone other than Angela.
Megan had been supportive at the buffet after Jake and Angie's departure, grasping the awkward situation.
"She's very taken with you," she'd said, sipping her coffee. "I can see why she got the wrong idea."
The reassurance hadn't gone far to soothe his invisible wounds at hurting Angela.
"But—" Megan smiled. "She likes being with the other guy as well." She let out a short
