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“Why?”
“Because it’s date night with a purpose. Don’t ask what purpose because I won’t tell you until we get there.”
“Intriguing.”
“Don’t lie. I’m always intriguing.”
“I figured it was all that time as a spy.”
“Sure. Makes a person shifty and, apparently, you like shifty.”
“You know it. Did you get Kat enrolled at Shay’s school? Or is she having a vacation before the next term starts?”
“Got her enrolled, yup. Straight into the frying pan for her. She’ll love it. They have a gymnastics team and everything.”
“Feel like making a bet?”
“On what?”
“The likelihood of her being a cheerleader.”
She groaned.
“You’re only groaning because you know I’m right.” I chuckled as she pulled up at a stop light and shot me a pleading glance.
“What are we placing as stakes? Cash?”
I scoffed. “Nothing so boring.”
“As disturbed as I am at the prospect of her being a cheerleader, I’m interested.”
“Thought you might be. I bet you an orange that it’ll happen this year.”
“An orange?!”
“You’d prefer an apple?” At her disgusted look, I laughed harder. “A banana?”
“I was hoping for six months of you writing code for me or me promising not to hack your code for a year.”
“Well, if you’d prefer those to be the stakes…”
“You jackass! You totally walked me into that.”
I grinned. “Guilty. Okay, so six months of writing code and my code’s safe for a year.”
“Yeah, but I bet that she gets the offer and turns it down.”
I held out my hand to accept the bet. As she shook it, cars honked their horns behind us as the red light flickered to green.
She took her sweet time about setting off, mostly because she was an ornery PITA, but that was probably why I loved her as much as I fucking did. Ornery was interesting, and Star had fascinated me for years.
As we pulled into the parking lot of the stadium, I let her take the lead because she knew where we were heading.
My brows lifted once or twice at the amount of security we had to bypass, and they were nearly touching my hairline by the time we were in the owner’s box.
This would have made sense if we were heading to a Knicks’ game, a sport I actually enjoyed, but we weren’t so I knew she was up to something.
A half-hour before kick-off, the owner himself showed up.
