Megan POV

“Ben called me on Saturday night,” Sharon says a few days after my date with Kael while we’re getting coffee after our shifts at the diner.

“Yeah, sorry about that,” I say sheepishly.

“I’m happy to cover for you, but next time, give me a little warning, okay? I’m not good at lying on the fly.”

“Hopefully, you won’t have to cover for me again.”

“Did you and Ben finally have that talk?” she asks, misinterpreting my words. “I’m so proud of you, Meg. I know it can’t have been easy, but—”

I hold up my hand. “We didn’t. I wanted to, but when I got home on...