“No, Preston!” Megan jumped up as her brother grabbed Justin’s collar. He may not have been much bigger than Justin, but it seemed a riled up Preston was something not to be trifled with. “Stop. Please.” Megan asked, looking at her brother, who relaxed his grip on Justin for just a moment, but didn’t actually let go.
“Fine. ” Person said, giving Justin a shake for the hell of it. “But he’s not touching you; you got that, Finch-Fletchley?”
Wiping tears from her eyes, Megan looked at Justin. She chewed on her lower lip and avoided his eyes for the moment. “I know you’re not perfect. I never thought you were” She said softly, glancing at the floor. “I just – I love you. I want to be with you. If you don’t, just let me know. Please? I don’t want to go on thinking at any moment you’re going to decide I’m not enough for you and run back to Sally.”