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him just because he says so?”
    “I think he does.”
    “Yet he can fuck other women and even marry someone else.” Meg’s voice was passionate. “What an arrogant asshole.”
    “He said he was going to dump Maria.” I stared at her with my heart thudding as I remembered his words. “He said she didn’t mean anything to him.”
    “Did he dump her?” Meg bit her lip. “Not to be mean, but isn’t that what they all say? Actions speak louder than words , and to me, it looks like he’s just playing a game with you.”
    “I want the truth.” I sighed. “And he also said Matt is Maria’s brother.”
    “What the fuck?” Meg’s jaw dropped open. “That cannot be a coincidence.”
    “I don’t know.” I sipped some more wine. “He fell asleep after sex and then when I woke up he was gone.”
    “Text him back and tell him you want to see him, but only if he is going to prepare some answers.”
    “Really?” I frowned. “Maybe I can ask him over the phone.”
    “No.” She shook her head. “You’ll know if he’s telling the truth by the look in his eyes.”
    “That’s true, I suppose.”
    “This shit is crazy.” Meg yawned. “This is really crazy.”
    “I told you.” I laughed, though I didn’t think it was funny. I was about to text Brandon back when my phone rang. “Oh, shit. It’s him. Should I answer?”
    “No.” She shook her head. “Let him wait it out.” She smiled evilly. “And actually, don’t text him until tomorrow. Let him stew a little bit.”
    “Oh, Meg.” I put the phone on the table and sighed. “Why does life have to be so complicated ?”
    “Men make it that way.” She jumped up and we both laughed as the phone started ringing again. “Let’s go to bed. Leave the phone out here, so you aren’t tempted to answer.”
    “Night, Meg.” I gave her a quick hug before walking into my room and collapsing onto the bed. I was exhausted, mentally and emotionally, and I fell into a deep, uncomfortable sleep right away.

    ***
    I woke up late the next day, momentarily forgetting that everything was not right in my world. I stretched languorously in the bed and yawned. Even though I’d slept for a long time , I was still tired.
    “Katie .” Meg knocked on my door. “Are you awake?”
    “Yeah ,” I called out. “Come in.”
    Meg slowly opened the door and walked into the room. She had a weird look on her face , and I sat up to see what was going on.
    “What’s up?”
    “You have a—” She started talking, but then Brandon suddenly appeared behind her.
    “Good morning, Katie.” His voice was gruff and his eyes looked at me manically. His hair was scruffy and it looked like he hadn’t shaved in a couple of days.
    “What are you doing here, Brandon?”
    “I thought I told you to wait in the living room,” Meg said at the same time. Brandon didn’t even acknowledge her question or mine as he walked farther into the room and looked around.
    “I called you.” His voice was accusing. “And I text ed you. I told you to call me back.”
    “I was in bed.”
    “Sure.” His eyes were angry. “How was your early night?”
    “It was fine.” I blushed and looked at Meg for support. It was so much easier to tell myself to not give a shit, but now he was here in front of me and all I wanted to do was kiss him and pull him down to the bed.
    Meg spoke up. “You don’t own her. “You can’t just barge in here and question her.”
    “Why ? Because only lawyers can question?” He looked back at Meg with a sarcastic face. “Or can unemployed lawyers still question?”
    “I —oh, you are so rude.” Meg glared at him and then at me before striding out of the room. “Thanks for telling him my business.”
    “I didn’t !” I called after her and frowned. “How did you know Meg lost her job?” I narrowed my eyes as I looked at Brandon, who was staring down at me. His nostrils were flaring as he studied my face.
    “Where were you last night?” He sat on the bed