Megan thought of seeing Craig with that woman. What did this mean? She tossed and turned in her sleep. She felt like a visitor in her own room now. She spent more time at Smed's than at home. She didn't like coming home to find her mother passed out on the couch. Perhaps that was selfish of her, but sometimes, she had to get away.
But now this with Craig was finally becoming more clear to her. She was the other woman.
She turned on her back and stared at the ceiling. Was that the way it was? She winced.
He must have been the other guy. Megan shook her head trying to get the equation correct. She dated Craig who evidently was seeing that woman who was obviously alone now. With a kid, she reminded herself. It was like a bad taste in her mouth. Had the woman always been there for Craig, when Megan wasn't?
She gritted then. It was as if she'd lived some sort of lie now. How could Craig have done this? Megan jerked herself up on her elbows then and swelled a frown. She reached for her cell. She direct dialed Craig.
Naturally, all she got was his voice to take a message.
"I just wanted you to know that you are completely fake to me." She sighed as she filled with venom. "You fuck'n faker! Every fucking time I faked it with you! You don't even know what a orgasm feels like! DO YOU!" By the time she got to saying the F word over and over...the time had ran out.
She breathed rapidly. She smiled. Well, at least she felt better now even if she doubted he would hear it.