Chapter 65

• “Don’t apologize. It was great,” Megan said, remaining sprawled on the floor. She couldn’t help but smile at his bashful admission. Real date. “Where were we supposed to be going?”
• “No Michelin-starred restaurants, obviously.” Oliver tossed the shirt aside and ran a hand through his hair. “It feels like early spring tonight, so I thought we could just wander around Restaurant Row, pick somewhere random to eat, and then get some FroYo. Nothing fancy. Just… walking and talking.”
• Megan thought it sounded amazing.