Page 132 of Dare You to Lie


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His lips twitched. “A pizza?”

I nodded. “Mm-hmm.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Are you drunk? Where are your shoes? This floor is filthy. Go back up front.”

“I’m not drunk. Well, not completely, and my feet hurt, so I took the shoes off. I want a pizza. I’m willing to pay. The pizza place in town is closed.”

He reached forward and turned me around with his hands on my shoulders, then guided me back out to the main dining area. Rebecca was coming toward us.

“Kat? What are you doing?”

“I wanted a pizza, but your chef won’t make me one,” I spat out.

“I’ve got her. Thanks, Eli.”

“Make him cook me one,” I whined.

“I’ll get you one before I leave. Why don’t you see if someone can take you home?”

“Fine.”

I made my way back to the booth where my friends were. They looked like they were getting ready to leave. I got down and dug my shoes out from under the table. I also got Laney’s and Mindy’s while I was under there. When I stood, I wobbled and nearly fell.

A hand grabbed my arm to steady me. When I looked up and saw that the hand was attached to the handsome man I’d cried over for the past month, my knees buckled again. He grabbed me with both hands.

“Are you okay?” Sid asked.

“I’m fine,” I said, yanking my arm free. He dropped his hands, and I fell back against the table.

“You’re not fine. Let me walk you out.” He grabbed my arm again.

“Let go.”

“Kat, please let me help you.”

“Why?” I asked.

He ran a hand through his hair. That’s when I noticed the dark circles under his eyes and his sallow complexion. “Please.”

“I’m fine.” I walked past him and out to the parking lot.

All the alcohol I’d consumed hit me like a wave, nearly knocking me over. My stomach rolled, and I pinched my eyes shut to keep everything down.

“Katerina, can we talk?” Sid asked.

I spun around, which was a terrible idea, and faced him. “No.”

“Kat, please. Can we talk tomorrow? Will you meet with me?”

There were two of him, and I couldn’t really process what he was saying. It wasn’t the best time to have a conversation. I needed to find a ride home. My stomach rolled again, and I shoved him out of the way and threw up on the ground.

Laney stuck her head out the open window of Jacob’s truck. “Gross. You’re not coming home with us.”

“Oh, Kat. Hold on. I’ll get you something to clean your feet off,” Sid said, heading back inside. I looked down and almost got sick again.

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