Cara’s POV
“So let me get this straight…” Megan said as she adjusted in her seat, wearing the sea green scrubs her hospital used for resident doctors. She was at the end of her shift at work and she came over to mine to eat lunch.
According to her, she had been at work the last twenty hours, and damn she didn’t look tired or ragged at all. I would have looked like a Chewbacca at this point, no offense.
“Jason came home late or early, in the case of the time he walked into the house, and your brother told you he was in a bar, and you still asked him to breakfast, one he didn’t show up for?” She asked and I nodded.
She grunted. “What an ass. But I’ll be frying your ass more, because where’s the Cara I know? The one that wouldn’t give two flying f**k about the ass, much less cooking fo
