their sweaty bodies made her nose crinkle and her eyes water. Ryan stood by the garage with the basketball perched between his arm and hip. He didn’t appear too upset. She looked in the yard next door. Lolita’s car wasn’t in the driveway either. Ryan wiped his drenched face with his t-shirt that was lying on the ground. All three firefighters were shirtless, showing off their perfect bodies and giving the teenage girls and women outside heart flutters and hot flashes in the process. He bounced the ball on the ground. “I saved you two hamburgers. They’re in the microwave if you’re hungry.” “I’m starving. Thank you,” she said feeling the guilt take her over. She went into the house and to the kitchen. Ryan’s cell phone was on the counter ringing. Megan peeked at the phone. “Dammit! It’s Mom calling him.” She swiped her finger across the screen to cancel the call and clear it from the call log. “She wants to play dirty? Two can play that game.” She took out her cell phone and dialed it waiting for her father to pick up. “Dad, I need to talk to you and it can’t wait.” “What has your mother done now?” “Ryan is home and I don’t want him to overhear our conversation. Are you somewhere I can meet you in like an hour?” “I’m at the office. You can come here if you want.” “Thanks, Dad. I’ll see you shortly.” Megan took the food out the microwave and put it in the fridge. She loaded the dishwasher and cleaned up the mess Ryan had made in the kitchen. His cell phone rang again. Wiping her hands on a dishtowel she picked it up; the number was unknown. Her heart pounded hard against the walls of her chest. Ryan walked in the kitchen. “There’s my phone. I wondered what I did with it.” Her hand shook as she handed it to him. “Yeah, it was on the counter. Are Orlando and Ryan gone?” He looked at her and asked. “Yeah, they’re gone. Megan, what’s wrong? You’re shaking.” “Nothing, really. Mom and I got into it again and I can’t shake it off. Ryan, she might try to call you. Just ignore her call, please.” “Why would she call me? I’m the last person she wants to talk to.” “She’s pissed at me because I told her to stay out of our marriage.” “I’m not for her damn drama so it won’t be hard for me to ignore her calls. So, did you find a marriage counselor for us to meet with?” “Um, not yet. Hey, you want to go to a movie tonight? This is your last night off before you return to the station tomorrow. I have to run out for a minute. It shouldn’t take me more than a half-hour at most.” He filled a glass with tap water and drank it down. “Sounds like fun. I need to take a shower. Lock up when you leave out.” “Enjoy your shower.” He started to leave and she called after him. “Ryan, wait. I have to tell you something.” He stopped and turned around. “What is it and can it wait until I take my shower?” She shook her head. “No, it can’t wait. I have to tell you this before I fall completely apart at the seams.” “I knew there was something going on with you. What the hell is going on?” The tears started to fall from her eyes before she could tell him the story. “Something happened to me. I never told you because you were under so much stress dealing with the stuff going on at the school and with your trial coming up.” The color drained from his face as he stared at her. “What happened to you?” “Ryan, I found out I was pregnant shortly after we got married. I was waiting for the right time to tell you. I wanted everything to be perfect but then all hell broke loose with the accusations from that girl and you going to jail for a week.” He staggered against the counter. “What? That sonogram I found in the garage was yours? Dammit, Megan, I don’t care what I was going through you should have told me. What