April 3, 2012
McMillans (5) - Round 20
"We need to talk, Solveig," he said quietly.
Solveig's knees felt weak & she dumbly nodded, then followed Clint back to the bedroom.
"I've been waiting all day for this!" she told him.
Clint kissed the top of her head. "Me too," he told her honestly.
"MISS SOLVEIG?" CJ screeched in shock.
"I don't want to talk to you!" he cried. "I don't want to hear it! You never cared about me!"
Solveig cried, "That's not true CJ! I love you like my own son!"
"Well I'm not!"
"You should apologize to Solveig & make up with her. She wasn't hiding anything from you," Clint told CJ over breakfast.
CJ just glared and shoveled the cereal into his mouth.
At first things went well, and then slowly Solveig realized that Clint had slept with both of them at some point in their history. And they were not shy about sharing the details! She could've lived without knowing that it was likely that every single female he knew had probably been to bed with him!
Pleading a migraine headache, Solveig slipped away to her room to think.
"No, no, not this time. I'm going to have to pass," she heard him say later on the phone.
"Who was that?" she asked curiously.
Clint waved his hand, dismissing it. "Oh no one. They just wanted me to go out for a drink."
'They' or 'She', she wondered unhappily.
"Come on, dinner's getting cold!" Clint called as he dug into the spaghetti.
Clint sat at the coastline and watched the waves roll in and slap against the wedding arch that he'd had built for their wedding. It was almost a slap in the face that so soon after he found the love of his life, he'd lost her.