~Maeve~
When I step out of the car, Noah is already walking my way, with his arms out. Gratefully accepting his hug, I pull back, quietly thanking his for being here.
“What are you talking about? Of course, I am gonna be there,” he says with so much force that it has me being thankful for the presence of people like Noah in my life. They have so much affection and concern to offer that I berate myself for not being heedful of it. “Are you okay though, Maeve? Yesterday must have been difficult. Why didn’t you call me?”
Nodding, I wrap my arm around his waist. “I am. I just- I was so out of it. Sorry!” He proceeds to throw an arm around me when Dylan joins us.
He steps forward, with a small, formal smile. “Dylan Foley!” he introduces himself and it has me grinning at how invo
