Jason's POV
I returned to my room upstairs as promised, carrying a full plate of food. I waited for a response before knocking on the door and entering, but none came. I cautiously opened the door and looked inside because I was worried.
"Megan?" I discreetly cried out before approaching the space. Even though there were no lights on, there was a low-volume television show on. I recognized the well-known animated characters dancing and singing about being their guests as they moved across the screen. I quietly moved the steaming dish and the dining utensils over to the bed.
I grinned to myself when I saw Megan sleeping peacefully on our bed with her back to me and having the audacity to change into one of my shirts. She was curled up on the comfortable cushions with the blanket drawn ov
