Page 63 of Second Chances
“I saw him. At your house. They were hugging. It was all I needed to see.”
“Ohhhh, if you would’ve stayed you could’ve seen Megan beating that piece of sh—, work, over the head with flowers.”
Josh felt his hands start to shake. “What? Is Megan okay?”
“Megan is more than okay,” Charlotte laughed. “You helped her realize that there are still good honest men out there. She would never ever in a million years go back to that jerk.”
“Shit,” Josh muttered to himself. “I wasn’t a man this morning. I should’ve listened to her. I should’ve believed that there was a good reason that she couldn’t tell me the whole story. I mean, I’ve gotten to know Megan. I know that there isn’t a deceptive bone in that woman’s body—”
Charlotte’s phone rang, interrupting their conversation. Charlotte pulled it out of her purse, “Sorry Josh, I’m expecting an offer on a property.” She looked at the screen, “Well, speak of the devil,” she said and jabbed at the screen to take the call. “Hi, Meg.” She smiled into the phone.
Josh watched Charlotte’s smile quickly fade and could hear Megan’s voice coming through the tiny speaker. She sounded panicked and Josh strained to make out her words. “Where are you?” Charlotte said into the phone. “No, don’t move. Stay there. We’re on our way.”
Charlotte looked at Josh. “Get your coat. Megan’s in trouble.”
