Page 17 of Game Changer
Okay, yeah, I’ve noticed that.
Hopefully I can get some sleep too.
I didn’t set an alarm, and I’m shocked when I grab my phone and see I slept till nearly ten.
I bolt up in bed.
Molly.
The condo is silent.
I throw back the duvet and once more go searching for her.Her bedroom door is still closed, the rest of the place deserted, so I guess she slept too.That’s good.
I’m not a tea drinker but I like coffee, so I make myself a cup in the Keurig, then carry it into my bedroom.I need to shower, finish packing and take Molly… somewhere.
After I’m showered and the beard stubble is tidied up, I toss my toiletry bag into the suitcase, along with a few more T-shirts.I add one pair of dress pants and a shirt, but I don’t plan on doing anything that requires dressing up.My camera gear is already packed.
Molly appears in my bedroom door, now wearing the plaid pajama pants again.“Morning.”
“Hey.Good morning.You must have gotten some sleep.”
“Yeah.”
She’s washed her face and she looks so different without all the dark stuff on her eyes, kind of pale and soft and vulnerable.“Good.”
She holds up her phone.“What airline and flight are you on?”
Jesus.She’s still on this?“Seriously?”
Her little chin is firm.“Yes.Seriously.I won’t be a bother.I just want to get out of town.”
“Molly.Wait.”I cross the room to stand in front of her.She tips her head back and meets my eyes.“I think you should go to your parents’ place.I think you should call Steve.And I think you two should maybe go for some couples’ counseling and see if you can work things out.”
Her eyes widen.They’re a light green, almost the color of a pear, with a dark ring around the iris.“What?”She sounds like I just jabbed a stick into her belly.
“Maybe you can work things out.Let him explain, apologize, grovel.”
“Explain what?”Her voice rises.
“I don’t know.”I swipe a hand over my mouth.“Maybe he has some kind of explanation.”
“There is no explanation for cheating!”
I sigh.“I know.”I totally agree.But I feel I have to give this a shot.“But people make mistakes.Maybe you can move on from this.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”She plants her hands on her hips and gives me a glare that could ignite a bonfire.“I saw those texts!I know what he was doing!And who he was doing it with!”
Shit.Shit.I hold up my hands and make a calming motion.“Okay, I get it.”
“I want to move on, alright.But not with him!Look, I’m not saying I hate him, but I hope his next blow job is from a shark.”
After a stunned beat, I burst out laughing.I fall against the wall, I’m laughing so hard.“Jesus, Flynn.”
She gives a lopsided smile, her anger dissipating.“It’s true.”Her eyebrows slope down.“Why are you saying this stuff?You really think I should go back to him?”
“I’m not saying that.”I shake my head.I don’t even know what I’m saying.“I just feel like you shouldn’t bail on a relationship without making an effort.”
“I made an effort.He didn’t.”
