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Meghan: I will. I hope you had a good day today.

I smiled at that. Maybe Meghan cared more than she wanted to let on.

Me: It was alright. Couldn’t stop thinking about a beautiful woman all day.

Meghan: Wow, maybe I can meet her!

This made me laugh out loud. She was witty, but we both know who I was referring to.

Me: Oh you will, how’s Saturday?

Meghan: See you soon, friend!

I could tell the conversation had come to an end, but I still had a large grin on my face. Meghan wouldn’t be able to fight me for long. Soon enough, I would prove to her I was unlike other guys and if she let me, I could scorch the burning fears she had of love and loss. Because one thing was for certain, I didn’t plan on going anywhere.

Chapter 16

Meghan

Ihad to give Ryder credit, he sure was relentless. I had scolded myself for telling Ryder the truth and my history with Wade. Not many people knew about my past, but somehow, he had broken down those walls. Somehow, he had become the exception.

Ryder had started texting me and even though I hated to admit it, I enjoyed hearing from him. I knew deep down in my soul that what we were doing was a game. Harmless? I wasn’t sure, but either way, he had to know this couldn’t go further than having fun.

I was even opening up to the idea of hooking up with him for a while, but I wasn’t going to risk getting hurt again.

The week had gone by lightning-fast and before I knew it, Saturday was upon me. Kirsten and Ashley had bombarded me the night before and helped me pick out an outfit to wear to dinner tonight. They had even scheduled me a spa day fully complete with getting a massage and my hair and makeup done by a stylist. It was overkill, but I knew they only had good intentions.

Rolling out of my bed, my eyes landed on the dark denim jeans, gold top that showed off my shoulders, and the black heels that Kirsten had loaned me. The ensemble was hanging on my closet door and it made me smile. It would be nice to go out and enjoy a nice evening. I just needed to remember my own rules. Love was only a game now. No more heartbreak, only harmless fun.

Only, I just hoped I wasn’t lying to myself.

“Are you up?” I heard Ashley yelling from outside my bedroom door.

“Yes,” I said through a yawn.

My door opened and Ashley and Kirsten came piling inside.

“What is this?” I asked, laughing at both of them.

“We are here to help you get up and ready for today,” Ashley said, grinning from ear-to-ear.

Rolling my eyes, I sat up in bed. “You all do know that my date isn’t until this evening. The spa doesn’t even open for another hour, so why are you insisting I get up so early on a Saturday?” I asked, eyeing both of them.

Kirsten plopped down on the bed beside me and Kirsten sauntered over to my dresser, leaning against it as she inspected my outfit again.

“We are excited for you,” Kirsten said.

“You all are acting like I am in junior high getting ready for my first date,” I mused.

“Well, it kind of feels like that,” Ashely said, inspecting her nails as she talked.

“Whatever. It’s not that bad,” I began to argue.

They both shot me glances and I knew there was no arguing. Since Wade passed away, I hadn’t so much as had coffee with another guy. And now, I was going on a date with Ryder. I mean, a friend outing.

Well, shit. Even I was getting it mixed up.

“You can’t hide your pain forever. It’s time to get your ass out of bed and get pampered for that sexy SEAL you have,” Kirsten said, laughing as she helped me out of bed.

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