Chapter 102: Wyatt

Done. It was done. He triumphantly carried the paperwork into the county jail. He realized as he walked in that he probably should've called to make sure Abby would be there before he came over, but he was relieved to spot her behind the counter. She looked up at the sound of the bell over the door ringing and smiled when she saw him.

"Hey Wyatt," she said easily, rising to her feet gracefully. "How are you doing today?"

It'd been three days since she'd run out on him, and they hadn't seen each other once. Hadn't talked. Hell, they hadn't even texted. He'd been nervous about coming over and dropping the paperwork off; what if she didn't want to see him? But her ready smile seemed to say she wanted to see him as much as he wanted to see her.

He felt himself breathing a little easier.