8
MEGAN
BY THE TIME Monday rolled around, I was scared shitless to see Kyle. My hands were sweaty the entire morning and every time the door would open, I’d jerk around to see who it was.
“Are you okay, Meg? You seem on edge,” Tyler noticed.
“Nope, I’m fine. Just the Monday jitters I guess.”
Coming to stand beside me, he grabbed a handful of towels and began to fold them. “Are you ready for your class tonight?”
I finished my stack and put them back in the basket. “Of course. I’ll be fine without you.”
“Remember, it’s only temporary. Once this wedding is over I’ll be your partner again, I promise.”
Grabbing one of his towels, I slapped him upside the head. “I’ll be fine.”
“I know. I just hate putting you with all the responsibilities.”
I rolled my eyes. “It’s not like I’m doing it
