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father would slip her money to put
food on the table and pay the mortgage. But her mother did the opposite and did
nothing but complain. Iona didn’t trust Ryan. She felt he’d gotten his use from
his young trophy wife and didn’t need her to stand by his side now that the
soul-ripping trial was over.
    The doorbell rang drawing her back to the present.  Dread
fell on her shoulders as she took a deep breath before leaving the bedroom.  If
Pam were at the door after she said she would meet them at the club, she would
give her a piece of her mind. Pam was determined to make her leave the house
tonight if she had to drag her kicking and screaming by the hair.
    Megan went to open the front door.  Their house was a
ranch style home with the master bedroom off the kitchen and another bedroom
adjacent to the laundry room that she planned to turn into a nursery when that
day arrived.  However, now it was just a spare bedroom since the baby deal was
off the table indefinitely.
    The medium-sized living room was a mixture of their
taste.  While Megan's taste in style was more contemporary, Ryan's taste leaned
towards modern.  Therefore, modern art decorated the walls and contemporary
furniture made out the rest of the room. Ryan had converted part of the two-car
garage into a gym and parked his late-model Dodge Charger outside letting her
have the extra parking space for her car.
    Megan paused and ran her hands down the front of her
dress.  She opened the door to find Ryan standing there. She swallowed and
asked. “Ryan. What are you doing here?”
    “Why did you change the lock, Megan?” Ryan asked dropping
his duffel bag between his feet.
    Baffled he had caught her off guard, Megan had to
constrain her heart from exploding inside her chest.  If he had that effect on
her after years of marriage, she could only imagine how other women, who didn’t
know him, saw him.
     “I didn’t change the lock on purpose.  I jammed the wrong
key inside the lock and broke it off.  I had to replace it.”
    “You should have called me; I could have fixed it.” His
eyes roam over her and then cut away. “Are you going out?”
    Megan shuddered from his eyes tracing the length of her
body. The look on his face told her what he was thinking, but he was wrong.
“Yes.”
    His brow lifted. “You have a date?”
    “No, I don’t have a date. I’m going out with Gabrielle and
Pam. Anyhow, why am I explaining to you what I’m doing? What are you doing
here?”  Her tone of voice became defensive.
    “I do pay the mortgage here.  Besides, I’ve imposed on Jon
long enough.  I’ll stay in the spare bedroom unless you want to leave this
time?”
    She rolled her neck biting back, “I’m not going anywhere. 
We’ll just have to make the best of it.”  She started to walk away and turned
around. “And another thing, I help pay the mortgage and bills around here too. 
I’m not a freeloader that doesn’t contribute to the household.”
    Ryan dropped his head. “I didn’t mean to offend you,
Megan.”
    “Yes, you did.  The coldness in your eyes speaks a lot
louder than your mouth.”
    He put his hands on his hips. “Why can’t we have a
discussion without it turning into an argument?”
    “I’ve tried that and you shut down.  The only way you
listen to me is if we are arguing.”
    “I can’t deal with this, Megan! I’m not the type of guy
that lives my life this way. I didn’t get married to butt heads with my wife
because she thinks I’m an idiot for making a change in my life after a near
disaster.  You should find another man that likes to do this shit. And looking
at the way you’re dressed, I’m sure you won’t have a problem finding one to
replace me.”
    Megan’s bottom lip quivered. “This is a new record. 
You’ve been in the house two minutes, and the gloves are off.  You must have
missed this over at Jon’s house.”
    Ryan sat on the couch. “I’ll admit it is peaceful over
there.  They don’t