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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