Elaine was so damn unflappable. Meghan was frantically combing fingers through her hair, trying to see if she had anything that screamed 'I went out and had random sex', while Elaine was sprawled out in bed looking like a languid goddess.
Sometimes life was so unfair.
Then again, somehow, the fates had allowed Meghan to actually sleep with someone like Elaine, so she figured life wasn't all that bad.
"I have to go," she said again, regret in her eyes for a moment before she pushed it away. "That was..." Shit, what did one say after something like that? "I, uh. I'll see you?"