Megan laughed, more like her natural one, as Claire commented on ego. Her best friend’s ego was quite endearing to Megan. It seemed that some of Claire was in Claire’s perfect man. “I can see that,” she responded coyly.
“It would appear,” Megan purred. She also knew of Claire’s like men who had a bad streak; like ones that would cheat on their wives with her in the loo. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have agreed to go on a date with you?” she wondered aloud.
Megan started to breathe quickly. She wanted to kiss Claire so badly. But, she couldn’t give in first.