I felt like a voyeur, but Ed wanted me there. I tried to hide on the couch. Ellie ignored me.
“Don’t you get I don’t want a relationship with you?” she asked.
“It was just sex?” he asked.
“What a waste of time that was!” She glanced at me. “He’s lousy in bed. A little worm. He wants to cuddle. He wants to be sweet.”
His pale, freckled face grew red. His eyes apologized to me.
“Some punishment,” I said.
“Huh? Yeah. Effing nice guys.”
We jumped as she slammed the apartment door.
“I somehow don’t think she’s the one.”