Tennessee Orange

Chapter Six - Little Rain

Morgan's POV
Before work the next morning, I shower and change into a pair of jeans, pointy toed cowboy boots, and a orange Tennessee Vols shirt. I also spray myself with cologne and brush my hair.

I almost never brush my hair. I usually just put a baseball cap on and call it a day.

"Lookin' spiffy today, Morgan. Did you brush your hair?" Hardy asks when I get out of my truck at work at the same time as him. I smile.

"Yeah I did. I thought I'd do somethin' a little different today,"

"Does this have to do with a certain blonde haired, hazel eyed gal from Georgia?" Hardy questions with a smirk. I shrug.

"I don't know. Maybe,"

"Dang it, Morgan. You are definitely head over boots in love with this girl," Hardy says with a chuckle. I laugh.

"Yeah. I guess I am, Hardy."

Hardy and I go into Big Loud and up to our studios.

"I'll see you later, man. We meetin' up for lunch today?" I ask. Hardy shrugs.

"Sure,"

"Okay. See you at lunchtime then," I say before going into my studio.

When I go into my studio, I'm surprised to find Megan sitting on my couch playing with her guitar.

I look her up and down, admiring the way she looks. Her blonde hair is down today and she's wearing a Georgia Bulldogs sweatshirt with white jean shorts and a pair of silver cowgirl boots.

"Hey princess. What're you doin' here?" I ask with a smile. Megan shrugs.

"I just came over here to say hi. And to say thank you for all your help with my new album. I really appreciate all your help, Morgan."

"You're welcome, Megan. It was my pleasure helpin' you out," I say.

"Well, I better be going. I've gotta work on the rest of my album," Megan says.

Before Megan leaves, I grab her arm to stop her from leaving.

"Wait. Megan, I've got tickets to a Tennessee Vols football game for next Saturday and I need someone to come with me. I was wondering if you would like to be the one to come with me," I say. Megan sighs.

"I don't know about that Morgan. I'm a Georgia Bulldog and I can't betray my team," she replies. I shrug.

"You won't betrayin' your team, Megan. They aren't even gonna be there. It's the Tennessee versus Louisiana game. Please come with me. I got no one else to go with,"

I give Megan my best pouty face and she laughs. She then rolls her eyes at me.

"Fine. I'll go, but this don't mean I'm a Vols fan, got it? I graduated from the University of Georgia and I'll never switch teams,"

"Okay. That's fine with me. I'll pick you up at one o'clock since I wanna be early to the game," I say. Megan nods.

"Got it. One o'clock. I'll write that down so I remember it," she says, pulling out her phone to type it in. She then puts her phone in her back pocket and smiles. "Well, I guess I'll see you later, Morgan."

"Yeah. See ya later, Megan."

Megan's POV
"He talked you into going to a Tennessee Vols football game? Girl, you must really like him then." Caleigh says with a laugh. I shrug.

"I don't know. I mean, he's good lookin' and sweet, but I don't think I'm like in love with him."

"Um, yes you are, Megan. You're definitely in love with him. No country girl will just switch teams for a day for a guy who she's just friends with," Caleigh says. I laugh.