Page 142 of Revelation

The waitress pays another visit to our table. “Another round?”

“Yeah,” I say absently. “Why the fuck not?”

Jonas and Sarah make their way back toward our table while two young, toker-looking guys get up onstage and start singing “American Pie.”

“Awesome, bro,” I say to Jonas when they return to our table and plop themselves down. “I can die a happy man now.”

“Never again,” Jonas says. “That memory’s gonna have to last you your whole life long.”

“How the fuck did you get him up there, Sarah Cruz?” I ask.

Sarah shrugs. “I’m magic, Josh Faraday.”

“Sarah and I had a little bet and I lost,” Jonas says. “I’ll never bet against her again, I swear to God.”

I look at Kat and she flashes me a smart-ass grin, obviously telling me, “See? Never bet against a woman.”

“What was the bet?” Kat asks.

“Oh, the details aren’t important,” Sarah says. “But let’s just say I held onto my title in the underwater breath-holding Olympics.”

We all look at each other and make a face. Clearly, this is a sexual innuendo of some sort, and God knows we don’t wanna know.

“Well, you were awe-inspiring, big guy,” Henn says.

“Hey, Kitty Kat, you haven’t gone in a while,” Hannah says. “What are you gonna sing next?”

“Oh, I dunno. You wanna do another duet, Josh? A little ‘Islands in the Stream,’ perhaps? Or am I flying solo?”

“Yeah, a duet for sure,” I say, the hair on the back of my neck standing up. I can’t let Kat go up there again and ruin my little plan. “But let’s give it another song or two, okay? I’ve got drinks coming for us.”

Kat leans back. “Sure. So, hey, Henny, how long are you in town? You and Hannah wanna do dinner with Josh and me Sunday night before Josh heads to the airport?”

“Sorry, leaving tomorrow. I’ve got a job in Munich, actually.” He looks at Hannah. “But after that I’ll be home in L.A. for a good long stretch. Maybe you and Hannah can come visit Josh and me together and we can all go out in La La Land?”

Kat looks at Hannah for confirmation. “Great,” she says.

“Hey, maybe you should think about opening Golden PR in LosAngeles instead of Seattle,” Hannah suggests. “Maybe you could do PR for the entertainment industry.”

“Well, that’d be pretty stupid,” Jonas pipes in, sipping his Scotch.

“What would be stupid?” Henn asks, clearly feeling defensive on behalf of Hannah. “Sounds like a great idea to me.”

“No, I mean, it’d be stupid for Kat to move to L.A.,” Jonas clarifies. “What would be the point of Kat moving to L.A. right when Josh is moving back home to Seattle in a couple months?”

Fuck me. My stomach lurches into my throat and my eyes bug out. This isn’t the way I’d intended to tell Kat about my upcoming move. Shit. I didn’t even think to warn Jonas I hadn’t told Kat about the move.

“What?” Kat asks, her eyes blazing with instant excitement. She whips her head to look at me. “Is he serious?” She clutches her chest, obviously overcome. “You’re moving to Seattle?” She’s practically shrieking with joy.

I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

“For good? You’re moving here... for good? Tolive?” Yep, full on shrieking. She’s acting like she just won the showcase showdown onThe Price is Right.

“Yeah. Um. I’m moving home. Just got a place.”

She’s bouncing happily in her seat. “When? This isawesome.A dream come true.”

“In a two or three months, probably.”

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