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Dawn Marie eyed Test suspiciously as he sat down on the edge of the bed and removed his shoes.

He was acting perfectly normal, waltzing in here as though nothing were wrong.  And yet, the brunette could easily detect the scent of Obsession lingering on him.  Test didn't wear cologne, only aftershave.  Besides, it was women's cologne she was smelling.

God damn it... She pressed a hand against her forehead as she tried to temper herself.  She was not the best at handling these kinds of situations - but then again, why should she be?  A very typical Scorpio, the brunette had a bit of a jealous streak - and in this case, her jealousy was warranted.

"Where have you been?" she finally asked, deciding to bite the bullet.

"Nowhere..." Test said as he looked over his shoulder at her.  "Just went out for a drive after the show..."  He quickly faced forward again and ran a hand through his newly shorn blond hair.

Dawn Marie felt her blood begin to boil.  She believed and trusted her boyfriend's word as much as she believed the moon were made of green cheese.

"Oh, is that why you reek of women's perfume?" she snapped bitterly.  There, that was it... There would be no stopping her now.

"What?"  The big blond man turned around to face and stare at her, and the woman could swear there was a distinct expression of surprise on his face.

"Call me crazy, but I think you heard me," she said testily, her brown eyes narrowing as she glared him over.

"What the hell's gotten into you?"

"Damn it, Test!  Are you messing around on me?"  Dawn Marie gestured angrily as she asked the question, her eyes flashing dangerously.

"What?  No!" the man insisted, and he eyed her as though she were crazy.

Dawn Marie didn't miss the way he shifted his gaze quickly off of her - so, he couldn't quite look her in the eye.  Test wasn't as good a liar as he thought he was.

In a flash, the brunette sprang up from where she was sitting on the bed.  She marched straight for her bag, rummaging through it for a beat as Test watched her like a hawk, wondering exactly what she was up to.  Then, nearly growling her rage out at him, the brunette displayed the object she held in her left hand.  She handled it warily, as though really touching it would garner herself cooties.

"If you're not screwing around on me, then how do you explain this?!"

As the blond man stared incredulously as the white lace thong Dawn held, a measure of surprise went through him.  But then, an idea on how to cover it up occurred to him.

"Isn't that yours, baby?"

"You bastard!" Dawn Marie cried through clenched teeth.  Her lovely face looked more enraged than ever as she threw the garment at him, and it actually hit him in the face.  "I hate you!"  Then, without thinking, she lunged at her lying, unfaithful boyfriend, striking him in the chest with her small fists.  "Who the hell is the little tramp, huh?!"

Test grabbed his girlfriend by the wrists, lest he be pummeled.  Although she was a lot smaller than him, she was fiesty - and a lot stronger than she looked.

"You're a real piece of shit, you know that?!" she growled, somehow managing to free her right hand from his grasp.  In a single, swift move, she clawed at his left cheek.  Test let out a howl as he felt blood actually drawn.

"Stop it, you bitch!" he yelled.  He'd had enough.  He moved his hands, gripping the brunette around the waist, and he tossed her to the floor in a hurry.

Dawn Marie turned slowly to gaze up at him with now tear-filled eyes.  She felt as though her heart were breaking, yet at the same time, she was still furious with him.  And she realized one thing - Test still hadn't admitted to being unfaithful.

"You're a sorry son of a bitch..." she murmured, raising one hand to her face to wipe at some tears that had made their way down her cheeks.  "Well, you and your floozy can just be happy together for all I care!"  With that, she fled to where she'd left her bag across the room.  She was leaving.

"What are you-  Oh, come on!" the tall blond man protested, pressing one hand to his cheek and seeing blood.  He shook his head, deciding to ignore that for the moment.

"Come on, babe...You're making way too much of this.  I'm not cheating on you..."

"Like hell you're not!"

"Dawn, baby...that thong is yours..." Test crooned.

The brunette glared up at him murderously, despite her still moist eyes.

"Don't you dare patronize me, Andrew Martin!  Fuck you!"

The Canadian nearly winced in surprise.  The woman never used such profanities - unless she was pushed beyond her limit of anger.  Wow...

"Goodbye..." Dawn Marie spat, and she dragged her bag to the door, exiting before Test could utter another syllable.

Once out in the hallway, she made her brisk way away from the room.  She hadn't gotten more than a few feet before she burst into tears again, sobbing harshly.