Worth the Fall (31 page)
Authors: Caitie Quinn
"You know they write books here, right? Those things with words in them?"
"Oh, you're one of those people. I'm an athlete, so I must be dumb?"
"No. I'm one of those
you've been nothing but rude and can't seem to stay out of the tabloids so you must be dumb
people. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting someone made me late for."
I walked by Meg at the front desk, not bothering to have her call back to Catherine since I was late. Also, with how she was drooling over the dumb joke...I mean, jock glaring at the back of my head, I figured she wouldn't remember how to use a phone anyway.
Two doors down, Catherine paced in front of her desk, weaving around the piles of boxes filled with books and manuscripts. I tapped on the door and watched as she swung in my direction, a look of pure relief washing over her.
This had nothing to do with lunch.
"Thank God you're here. I was afraid you'd heard about the bet and you weren't going to show."
A sick feeling washed through my stomach. I was tempted to turn and walk out right then.
Instead, I stepped into the room and closed the door. "What bet?"
"The one I lost you in."
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