Chapter Sixteen

Wyatt: I don’t know if this is weird, but. I’m completely head over heels for this woman I told you about.

Giana: Wyatt…

Wyatt: I know. This is so weird and probably totally inappropriate. I get it if you hate me now.

Giana: I don’t hate you. I feel the same way about someone.

Wyatt: You met someone?

Wyatt: Not that I’m shocked. Or mad. I’m happy for you.

Giana: Tell you what, want to meet me for lunch and I can tell you all about him?

Wyatt: Should we?

Giana: We are just friends. I think it’s okay.

Wyatt: Okay. When and where?

Giana: Rebels? One for lunch today?

Wyatt: Perfect. I’ll reserve a booth, just tell the hostess you’re there to meet me.

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