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front door slam and after a couple of seconds, the jeep drove away.
     
     
    Kylie stood there in shock.  The silence was striking.  What just happened; happened way to fast.  Her head began to spin yet again, until her body trembled.  She was going to be sick.  She steadied herself on the bureau and took a deep breath.  The reflection in the mirror was certainly hers except worn to a thread.  She heard Max coming up the stairs and pulled on a T-shirt.
    He knocked on the door before opening it a crack. "Can I come in?"
    "What do you want Max?"  Kylie said spiritless.
    "I'm sorry.  It's really none of my business who you sleep with.  It just surprised me that’s all.  I thought maybe after the other night we had something going."
    "Something going Max, you mean you just wanted to sleep with me!"  She plopped herself down on the bed.  “Well if it makes you happy I didn’t sleep with him either.  I’m not sleeping with either of you.”
    "Ok ay, good.” He breathed out a deep sigh of relief. “But even if I do want to sleep with you, so did he… I’m just glad you didn’t."  He shrugged his shoulders then sat down next to her.  "Every man does.”
    “Every man does what?” Her brows knitted in confusion.
    “Every man wants to sleep with you.” He said flatly then his eyes hardened and turned bitter.
    “Oh , good. That’s makes me feel better. You’re just a bunch of pigs so it’s not my fault,” she mumbled.
    “ I wouldn’t say that.”
    “Well , didn’t you notice the jeep outside before you came barging through the door?”
    “I thoug ht maybe you had a friend over; a girlfriend.” He added, getting up off the bed and changing the subject. "By the way what happened to the patio door?”
    Kylie explained everything to him even though she just wanted to be alone.
    "He chased him?  I bet he didn't catch him."
    "How do you know he didn't catch him?"
    "He doesn't look like a good cop that's all.  He's too scrawny; too short and skinny."  Max sneered.
    As usual the male ego was a barrel of laughs.  "You're jealous!"  Kylie said.
    "Of him?  You must be kidding baby, he’s got nothing on me!” Max tried to be funny.
    Thrown back in time, Kylie suddenly felt Paul's hand stroking her head.  "It's all right baby," he was saying.  She wanted to be sick.  She was so tired, exhausted actually, and she couldn't see a way of fixing things. And if she did patch this up with Paul, what would that mean?  Did she really see them together?  Thinking about it was making her head ache even more.
    "Are you okay?  You look a little green."
    "I'm fine," Kylie slurred.
    "Do you want to take bath I'll get it ready for you?"
    "Good God Max, you would probably fool around with me right now, wouldn't you.  Even if I do look green ," she emphasized the word green.
    “No.  A ctually, I like you when you’re a nice, light shade of pink. I was just trying to be gracious despite what just happened.”
    Kylie shrugged her shoulders.  “Please g et out Max,” she snapped unconsciously, “I’m in no mood for this.”
    Max shook his head before turning towards the door. “All right, I’ll see you later, I’m tired too,” he stopped in the doorway.  “Kylie, don’t waste your time on him, he’s not for you; I can tell you that right now.”
    “I’m afraid to ask but how do you know that?”
    “I just know,” he looked at her seriously. “Besides, if you want a good relationship you don’t have to look very far.”
    “Right,” Kylie mumbled but Max had already walked out the door.
    The door shut a minute after he left because of the draft and a darkness came over her.  She tried to clear her thoughts to think straight. What a mess she’d made. Perhaps it would be wise to call Lucy and have Frank talk to Paul and explain. But explain what? Anyway, she didn’t think she had the energy to explain anything to anyone right now. Maybe it was wiser if she got a little more sleep.
    She crawled