“Jealous… of me?"
“Yes."
“But why, she's beautiful and smart, and she has an amazing job, and she's got that great apartment looking over the park and...."
“For women like Marion, that's not enough; besides, that's not what I meant. She's jealous of us." I let it hang in the air, watching her closely for her reaction to my bold statement.
“But why? I don't understand." I saw the flash in her eyes, even as she told herself that I couldn't mean what she thought I did.
I knew her so well already it was uncanny. Poor little Kitten, she wore her heart on her sleeve and her every emotion on her face.
“Because she knows I want you…and I no longer want her."
She grew quiet for a bit, worrying her lip with her teeth as she seemed to be pondering her next words carefully.
“She said you were…
