Chapter 3
By Friday of that week I’d almost forgotten about Xander Carlson. Sure, I’d f*******: stalked him a few more times and considered using genetic software to see what our kids would look like, but really, he was as far from my mind as he could be.
My weekend was looking to be pretty boring but I didn’t care. It would be a few days away from Melody and her bitchiness. She’d gotten worse through the week, trying to catch me in everything I did. I’m pretty sure she spent more time reviewing my calls than answering her own.
I really had no idea what her issue was. She was nice to just about everyone else, but never liked me. I tried to shrug it off, but it bugged me. I mean really, what did she have to be jealous about?
Melody was perfect. She had that long flowing blonde hair ever
