Page 77 of Infatuation

“You’re on, fool,” Kat replies.

Sarah’s trying to suppress a smile. “Then I’d saypossibly.”

“Ha!” I whisper. “Pay up.”

Kat puts up her finger.

“But notprobably,” Sarah says.

“Fuck,” I say.

Kat puts out her palm again and I lay forty bucks in it, rolling my eyes.

“What if I said pretty please?” Jonas asks, smiling broadly.

“Double or nothing again?” Kat whispers.

I shake my head and Kat giggles.

Sarah shrugs again.

“Jesus. Glad I didn’t make another bet,” I whisper. “She’s as stubborn as you.”

“What if I said pretty pleaseandthat we can do whatever you want, anything at all, you name it?” Jonas asks.

“Okay, whoa. I think he’s overdoing it,” I whisper to Kat.

She giggles. “No, he’s doing the bare minimum.”

“Anything at all?” Sarah asks.

“Don’t do it,” I whisper to Kat.

“He will,” Kat says.

“Anything at all,” Jonas confirms.

Kat giggles. “Sucker.”

“Pussy,” I say.

“But sweet,” she responds.

Sarah touches the platinum bracelet on her wrist. “You’ll be at my mercy completely?”

Jonas squints and bites his lip, considering.

“Don’t do it,” I whisper.

“He will.”

Jonas still hasn’t replied.

“Hang tough, man,” I whisper. “Fight the good fight.”

“He’s toast,” Kat replies.

“Stand strong,” I whisper.

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