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“Okay. I'm going to go change—I'm kind of covered in cat hair and I smell like the vet clinic.”
“Yeah,” he agrees quietly, again taking another pull from his beer. Again, never tearing his eyes from me.
I say nothing more as I turn and nearly run to the safety of my room.
ChapterNineteen
Sadie
“Oh my God!” Katie yells into the phone. “I can't believe you haven't told me that you're not even staying with Lucy until now. I mean, you're staying with a man!Sadie.”
“I know.”
“You should have told me!”
“I know. I know. I agree. I'm a bad friend—a terrible friend. I should have told you.”
“Why didn't you?” Her voice is so sincere, I can tell she’s worried about me.
“I don't know,” I start, then add, “Because you told me not to do it, maybe. I didn’t want to hear a smug ‘I told you so.’”
“I wouldn't have said that,” she argues. “At least not until you were home.”
I snort, but she asks, “Are you coming home?”
“No, I'm not coming home.”
“Are you sure? I mean, this is kind of fucked up, girl.”
“I know it is.” I rub my fingers into my brow and repeat, “I know it is. I should be, like, really mad at Lucy for this, but I'm not. It's working out. It's crazy—but it's working out.”
“You haven't said much about him—other than he doesn't say much. Is he nice to you?”
“Katie,” I sigh her name. “He's amazing.”
“Whoa, well, that took a turn. Fast. He's gone from dark and mysterious, and a little unfriendly to—he's amazing—I don't know what to think right now, Sadie.”
“I know…”
“I don't even know if you're safe.”
“I'm safe.”
“Okay,” she says hesitantly. “What about your heart? Is that safe?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean. You're just like your mom. You jet off to some crazy ass location and your crazy ass heart falls head over heels for a man. Are you even going to come home?”
“Of course, I'm coming home. Everything I own is there. Everything Mom and Dad left me is there.”
“Okay, okay. You'll come home.” She deadpans. “But are you going to come home just to pack your shit and jet off again?”
“No. Maybe? I don't know, Katie.”
“You’re in trouble, babe.”
“He makes me feel—just—everything.”
