EPILOGUE
HAYES
“So I finally get a date with you.” I held Megan’s hand as we walked into the bowling alley. “It only took how many orgasms before you agreed to it?”
“I guess it’s a little backward, isn’t it?” Megan asked as we stood at the high counter. The sounds of pins being knocked down, the electronic sound of an arcade game and a crowded Saturday night surrounded us.
“What size?” the man questioned, setting my rental shoes before me.
“Eight,” she replied.
“Maybe, but I’m enjoying wondering if you’re going to let me kiss you on your front porch at the end of the night.”
She rolled her eyes, but the smile that turned up the corners of her mouth was just what I was hoping for.
“Go pick out your ball, and I’ll grab your shoes.”
She nodded and went to the tiered rack to select th
