"Leslee" Chapter 1
Added 2018-09-03 15:12:39 +0000 UTC“I’m sorry, Matt,” Leslee said as she tugged at her wetsuit. The tight-fitting garment clung to her curvaceous figure more than she had recalled. Shit, she thought. I guess that diet’s gotta happen, now that I’m about to be back on the market… “But you know it’s the best thing for the both of us. Right?”
Matt couldn’t believe his ears. After three years, and only a month short of moving into their own place together, she was ditching him? And before their vacation was even over?
“Baby, listen,” Matt pleaded, his glazed expression peering right past his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend’s growing discomfort. “Just give me a second to explain. It’s work! The long hours, the trips out of town — it’s all for us!”
Leslie may have been seven years younger, but she could spot bullshit at any age. She’d hoped that in saying someone in his mid-30s that she could have skipped past the fucking-around fraternity bullshit. But apparently, she had been mistaken. She had the proof, after all, and it was taking everything she had to maintain her civility and not throw it into his face.
“Just — just drive me back to the hotel, alright?” Another tug at the wetsuit, this time, an attempt at a final loosening pull that didn’t pan out. “I’ll… get my own room, and we can just… get to the airport in the morning, and… dammit!”
