The Girlfriend (Single Wide Female in Love, Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

that to me, Sammy. Do you really believe I would do anything to hurt you, to make you doubt my love for you?” He looked back at me, and the hurt in his eyes made my heart ache. Knowing I had put it there made it even worse.  
    “I’m sorry, Max. I know you wouldn’t do anything like that.”  
    “Obviously you don’t, if you would question me about it. You know what? Forget about lunch today. I think we both need to cool off a little while.”  
    “Max, wait—”  
    “It’s okay. I just think maybe we’re not in the best of moods. Let’s just call it a day.” He turned and walked past me toward the door.
    I thought of a million things I should have said, but I couldn’t get my voice to work. All I could see was his back as he opened the door and walked out.
    When the door closed behind him, it felt as if it struck me right across the face. Had I really just picked a fight with Max?

Chapter 9

    As soon as I was alone the impact of what happened knocked me right down onto the couch. It seemed to me that someone else had taken control of my mouth. The more I thought about it, the more I had no doubt that the connection between Max and Stephanie had been my imagination. I had been the one to invite them to spend the day together. I had been the one to expect a proposal and hire a photographer. It was my own guilt that had made me pounce on Max. I felt horrible.
    I grabbed my phone and pulled up his number, only to remember that he told me he had forgotten his phone at home. When the voicemail came on I couldn’t stop myself.  
    “Max, I’m so sorry. I never should have accused you of anything. I don’t know what I was thinking. I can explain the photograph. Please just give me a chance.”  
    I hung up the phone and began pacing back and forth through the living room. After I’d finally gotten everything I’d ever hoped for, in just a few minutes I might have lost all of it—all because I was jealous for no reason.
    My phone began ringing. I answered it quickly—maybe Max had made it home and heard my voicemail.  
    “Hello? Max?”  
    “Sorry, no, It’s Stephanie.”  
    As soon as I heard her voice, I began to crumble. Not only had I suspected Max, but I’d suspected Stephanie as well.  
    “Oh, Stephanie, I did something really stupid.”
    “What happened? Are you okay?”  
    “I’m not. I’m not at all. I think Max and I just broke up.”  
    “Wait a minute. What happened exactly?”  
    “Oh, I’ve made a big mess.” I tried to catch my breath.  
    “Okay. That’s it. I’m coming over and I’m bringing wine.”  
    I couldn’t even argue with her. I needed someone to talk to, and even though I knew she would be upset if I told her what Max and I had argued about, I still needed her.
    Within a half hour Stephanie knocked on the door. I opened it to find her holding a bottle of wine and a basket of muffins.  
    “I wasn’t sure what to bring.” She frowned.
    “This is perfect. Please come in.” I stepped away from the door. “I can’t believe that you’re even here. After what you went through without me.”  
    “Samantha, you have to stop thinking about that. I know that if I’d picked up the phone and called you, you would have been there for me in a second. I didn’t call, because there was nothing to be done. This is different.”  
    “Is it?” I wiped at my eyes. “Do you think that something can be done?”  
    “Was it really that bad?”  
    “I don’t know. I can’t think straight long enough to figure it out.”  
    “Okay, so walk me through this, because I find it hard to believe that you and Max broke up. Yesterday things seemed great.”  
    “Well, we had a fight.”  
    “A fight?” Stephanie smiled. “That’s not breaking up, sweetie. Is this your first one?”  
    “I guess.” I frowned. “I did something terrible. I accused him of being untrustworthy.” I poured us each a glass of wine.
    Stephanie took her glass and shook her