Wyatt
The next morning, I headed to Meteor House, planning on dropping in on a yoga class afterwards. I needed to namaste the f**k away from any and all men right now, so my strictly female yoga class was just the ticket. Walking into the building, I found Dr. Hilliard waiting for me.
“Am I late?” I asked.
“No, I’m early,” he said, smiling. “How did you sleep?”
“What’s ‘sleep’?”
He grimaced. “Sorry.”
“How is he?”
“He’s great.” Squeezing my shoulder, he leaned down slightly. “You have nothing to worry about. He’s fine.”
I let out a deep breath and nodded.
“Come on. He’s in the day room.”
I followed Dr. Hilliard back and Teddy was sitting at a table with a very cute woman about my age eating an apple.
He caught sight of me and pushed his chair back. “Riot!”
“Hey, Teddy Bear,” I
