the ground . Maybe a fall was just what she needed.
* * *
Megan walked inside the hotel with Lisa once again. She’d settled on a little black dress, something not formal at all but something she knew would be good enough. It had the tiniest of sleeves, just an inch of flowing fabric, but the dress itself fit her like a glove, showing off her thin waist and accenting the curves of her breasts and hips . The skirt, though, was what made the dress. It had multiple overlapping layers of sheer black fabric that ended around the knees, creating a wispy, ethereal look. And she wore black high heels, something she rarely did, but she wanted to look sexy. Tyler had commented last night on how desirable she’d looked in something conservative, so she wanted him to feast his eyes on her wearing something meant to impress.
And then she felt nervous again. Having blown off the entire day, would Tyler even care at this point? Megan knew it could go either way. But she’d made no promises when she’d last seen him, so she hoped he could forgive her for having disappeared for the day. He’d asked if he’d see her later . Well, didn’t dinner count ? If he asked, well…she wasn’t sure what she’d say. She didn’t want to tell him how torn she’d been earlier.
But as the two women entered the large room they’d been in th e night before now converted to be a dining space, she couldn’t see Tyler anywhere. Granted, the place was packed not only with former classmates but their spouses too, but Tyler was a little taller than m ost and Megan thought he’d stand out. Or maybe he hadn’t planned on attending the dinner and she would have known if she’d gone to the brunch or the hike.
But she wasn’t going to let any of her disappointment show on her face. The only thing that would make her lose it entirely would be if there was an announcement that Madversary wouldn’t play at the show tonight. That would cause her to freak out. Otherwise, she could sit tight and wait.
There were lots of round tables in the room, all decked out in crisp burgundy linen tablecloths adorned with white candles. As they started walking around the room, Lisa and Megan looked for empty seats. Megan saw black fabric napkins at each place setting, folded to look like a fan. There were also goblets at each setting, along with carafes of water. The reunion committee had done a nice job, and well they should, considering how much everyone had paid to attend.
Lisa pointed to a table halfway through the room that only had one couple. “ Wanna sit there?”
“Yeah.” Megan was okay with not being a social butterfly. She glanced at the couple seated on the other side of the table and smiled. The guy looked a little familiar, but she didn’t recognize the woman. She knew if the man had more hair on his head, she’d recognize him, but no such luck. Well, she recognized him now; she just couldn’t recall his name or how she knew him. Was he someone who had been in a class with her or someone she’d just passed in the hall on a daily basis? Did he remember her? What was worse was there were quite a few people at the reunion she’d had the same reaction to. But this poor guy…not even thirty and he’d lost half his hair. But his wife didn’t seem to mind. She sat close to him and looked enamored.
Lisa and Megan sat across from the couple and Megan made a point of smiling at them. She didn’t want to seem standoffish or rude, even if she couldn’t remember them. She looked around the room once more, verifying there was no sign of Tyler. She asked Lisa, “So when is Randy supposed to show up?”
“I think he said he won’t be at the dinner at all. He’s going to try to meet us at the high school later.”
“What’s he got goin ’ on a Saturday night?”
Lisa shrugged. “I didn’t ask. None of my business.”
Megan felt her eyebrows climb up her
* * *
Megan walked inside the hotel with Lisa once again. She’d settled on a little black dress, something not formal at all but something she knew would be good enough. It had the tiniest of sleeves, just an inch of flowing fabric, but the dress itself fit her like a glove, showing off her thin waist and accenting the curves of her breasts and hips . The skirt, though, was what made the dress. It had multiple overlapping layers of sheer black fabric that ended around the knees, creating a wispy, ethereal look. And she wore black high heels, something she rarely did, but she wanted to look sexy. Tyler had commented last night on how desirable she’d looked in something conservative, so she wanted him to feast his eyes on her wearing something meant to impress.
And then she felt nervous again. Having blown off the entire day, would Tyler even care at this point? Megan knew it could go either way. But she’d made no promises when she’d last seen him, so she hoped he could forgive her for having disappeared for the day. He’d asked if he’d see her later . Well, didn’t dinner count ? If he asked, well…she wasn’t sure what she’d say. She didn’t want to tell him how torn she’d been earlier.
But as the two women entered the large room they’d been in th e night before now converted to be a dining space, she couldn’t see Tyler anywhere. Granted, the place was packed not only with former classmates but their spouses too, but Tyler was a little taller than m ost and Megan thought he’d stand out. Or maybe he hadn’t planned on attending the dinner and she would have known if she’d gone to the brunch or the hike.
But she wasn’t going to let any of her disappointment show on her face. The only thing that would make her lose it entirely would be if there was an announcement that Madversary wouldn’t play at the show tonight. That would cause her to freak out. Otherwise, she could sit tight and wait.
There were lots of round tables in the room, all decked out in crisp burgundy linen tablecloths adorned with white candles. As they started walking around the room, Lisa and Megan looked for empty seats. Megan saw black fabric napkins at each place setting, folded to look like a fan. There were also goblets at each setting, along with carafes of water. The reunion committee had done a nice job, and well they should, considering how much everyone had paid to attend.
Lisa pointed to a table halfway through the room that only had one couple. “ Wanna sit there?”
“Yeah.” Megan was okay with not being a social butterfly. She glanced at the couple seated on the other side of the table and smiled. The guy looked a little familiar, but she didn’t recognize the woman. She knew if the man had more hair on his head, she’d recognize him, but no such luck. Well, she recognized him now; she just couldn’t recall his name or how she knew him. Was he someone who had been in a class with her or someone she’d just passed in the hall on a daily basis? Did he remember her? What was worse was there were quite a few people at the reunion she’d had the same reaction to. But this poor guy…not even thirty and he’d lost half his hair. But his wife didn’t seem to mind. She sat close to him and looked enamored.
Lisa and Megan sat across from the couple and Megan made a point of smiling at them. She didn’t want to seem standoffish or rude, even if she couldn’t remember them. She looked around the room once more, verifying there was no sign of Tyler. She asked Lisa, “So when is Randy supposed to show up?”
“I think he said he won’t be at the dinner at all. He’s going to try to meet us at the high school later.”
“What’s he got goin ’ on a Saturday night?”
Lisa shrugged. “I didn’t ask. None of my business.”
Megan felt her eyebrows climb up her
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