38: JEALOUS MAN

MEREDITH'S POV

"Brenda, am I doing the right thing?" I asked my best friend who was lying on the carpet in my bedroom eating chips and dip. The moment she chomped down on a Dorito, the crisp sound made my eye twitch. "Would you mind not chewing like that?"

After taking a sip of pop, she expressed her apologies and sat upright. "Look, if you don't want to be his Sugar Baby, then tell him."

"You know how I feel about this sort of thing," I murmured. When I was five, my father left with his mistress, who was thirty years younger than him. Despite my mother being younger than him too, he still decided to marry someone who was only eighteen.

"Hey, cheer up. At least Max doesn't have a fiancé and a kid."

"You're right," I exhaled. I tried to stand up from the bed and reacted with a slight flinch. Max and I spent the last twenty-four hours getting reacquainted if you know what I mean.

"You need an ice bath," Brenda smirked. "I see Mr. Max has been doing his job and rocking that pussy."

"Bre