Chapter 37

Megan’s POV

Two days had passed in awkward silence and avoidance since my drunken Instagram gaffe.

Lilly, never one to let a juicy scandal lie, had taken it upon herself to "arrange a meet-up" for Chris and I to discuss my memoir.

That witch - she just wanted to force us into the same room to clear the air about... well, everything.

"This is ridiculous," I grumbled as she barged into my apartment that morning, clothes and makeup cases in hand. "I'm perfectly capable of having a professional discussion."

Lilly fixed me with a stern look, already unzipping a garment bag to reveal a slinky knit dress.

"Which is precisely why you're going to look the part, not greet your collaborator looking like you just rolled out of the boxing ring."

"I do not always wear gym clothes!" I protested halfheartedly as she steered me towards the bedroom.

"Save it, gorgeous," Lilly sing-songed, somehow already having stripped me down to my un