Page 144 of The Bet
“Savannah’s cousin fell for it, and I was so determined not to. By the way, what happened with her that night?” she asked, “You can tell me, and I promise not to judge.”
“What happened in Kawaya, stays in Kawaya.”
“Did you sleep with her?”
That's what she thought?
“Would you hate me if I did?” He was curious to see how deep her impressions of him went.
“Why would you care what I thought?” she replied, the playfulness slipping from her voice.
“I care what you think now and I care what you would have thought then.” He recalled that night, when he'd given in, and was bored, and Kay was there. And how shocked he'd been when Tobias and Izzy walked in on them.
“What happened in Kawaya, stays in Kawaya,” she reminded him, not giving him an answer.
“I wasn't sure if you saw,” he said, sliding his fingers out of her hair, and cupping her face.
“I saw.”
“We didn't do anything. Tobias turned up and I didn't want to piss him off.”
“Would you have done something if we hadn't interrupted you?”
Now she had him. “I was thinking, maybe I could have?”
She raised an eyebrow. “You would have gone all the way with her that night? And you barely knew her? And her being Savannah's cousin, and it being the night before your brother's wedding?”
That made him sound like a pig.
He swallowed. “I'm not sure. Probably.”
“Probably?”
“I was playing it by ear, and Kay seemed to want to go along.”
“She did?”
“She didn’t hide the fact that she liked me.”
“I wasn't hiding it,” she said, pinching his nose gently. “I really didn't like you.”
“It took her three seconds to figure out what it’s taken you four months to.”
“I’m more discerning.”
“You didn’t even like me a tiny bit?”
“Not even a tiny, tiny bit.”
“So you must have thought I was a real asshole, when you saw me and her kissing?”
“I thought it was so typical of you. Tell me what happened next.”
“By the time Tobias had finished with me, Kay was nowhere to be found. And for the rest of the time there, she ignored me. She didn't speak to me at all, she barely even looked at me. It was the same when I saw her a few weeks back.”
“You saw her?”
“At The Oasis, she was leaving, and I was going in.” He started at her, searching her face for signs of distrust, unease.
