Chapter 45

Megan’s POV

Walking on the street to my penthouse, my phone bussed, and I checked the ID.

'My worst nightmare."

It was Lilly.

What now? I hope she won't say I have more plans for the day.

Taking a deep breath. I picked the call.

"Megan! Thank God you picked up!" Lilly's voice blared through the speaker before I'd even finished accepting her call.

I winced, instinctively holding the phone slightly away from my ear as her frantic tone pierced the tranquil streetside ambiance around me.

"Easy there, killer. I'm right here, no need to wake the entire neighborhood."

"Oh hush, you know how I get when I'm flustered," she retorted without a trace of remorse.

This idiot!

"Listen, I need you to do me a huge favor, hot stuff. Not as your blazingly gorgeous and put-upon personal assistant, but as your dear friend in crisis mode. Please!"

Shifting the laden pet supply tote to my opposite hip.

I cradled