Megan's POV
"Megan? What are you doing here?" Dexter asked after he opened his door.
"Aren't you happy to see me, Dex?" I asked my brother, and I could tell he was not happy to see me, and he wasn't in the mood to speak with me.
He was only wearing a sleeveless tank top and sweatpants, and I could tell he was doing something since I could see a bead of sweat on his forehead.
"What do you want, Meg? If you are here to convince me to go to that stupid party your father-in-law was throwing, you already have my answer, and I don't need to repeat it to you." He said, and I could tell he was angry with me.
"Dexter, I just wanted to speak with you. I am sorry if Ashton's invitation upset you; I am worried about you, Dex." I said while I was wondering why he didn't invite me to get inside his place.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" I asked, and I could see the disappointed look on his face as he stared at me.