Chapter 33 Never Cross A Meadow

Megan's POV

I REMEMBERED Forrest fluttery kissing my forehead like a butterfly feather and whispered that he had to go. I didn't know what time he left, but I felt confident that he would keep his words.

When I went down, Mom was already ready for work. "Forrest left already."

I halted in the middle of the stairs, feeling my cheeks flared. I was mortified that Mom knew that Forrest visited me last night.

Mom smiled. "No need to feel embarrassed. I knew Forrest would come. He asked where were you staying and he didn't give me any choice not to give him the address. You know that I have a soft spot for that guy. When he told me he was waiting for you at your apartment yesterday, and you didn't go there, I felt bad."

"He could be lying," I defended myself.

"That man doesn't lie, Meggie. That's his strong suit. He chose to stop talking than to lie. And I like him."