Forty-Four

Meredith showed up extremely early the next morning, waking me up with her fist banging on the front door loudly and my phone alerting from my security system to let me know there was someone at the door. After her walking in on Demetri and me one too many times, we agreed that she needed to knock before entering.

I squinted at the bright screen on my phone, trying to get my eyes to focus on the live video feed. Her bright green eyes stared back at me as she leaned in to look at the camera.

"Good Morning! Let's get this show on the road!" Meredith cheered as she leaned back so I could see her. Her normal peppy attire had been replaced with dark olive cargo pants and a black tank top. With her hair tied back in her normal braid, but this time going down her back, she looked like she was ready for battle... or at least a camping trip.

Demetri's hand slid around my waist, pulling my back into his chest. "Tell her to go away."

"I heard that!" Meredith sang. "You don't even sleep. Get out