Page 84 of Love Undecided
Chapter 37
Brad
I almost didn’t agree to meet Kat for lunch. I mean, I’m not sure what her game is right now, but I know she’s seeing that guy. Maybe that’s why she wants to meet so she can tell me in person. I don’t need to fucking hear that shit in person. Not that it matters anyway. That guy won't be around for long if I have anything to do with it.
I see her at a table outside, she looks beautiful, as always. She stands when I get to the table and moves to hug me. I love the feeling of her in my arms and have a hard time letting her go when she moves away to sit down.
"Hey," I say as I sit across from her.
"Hey," she says. Her voice cracks as though she's crying or about to cry. I reach across the table and cover her hand with mine, running my fingers lightly across the back of it. Her skin is so soft.
"How are you?" I ask.
“I’m doing well,” she says. “You know, the usual, trying to catch the bad guys, finding creepy stalker cameras on my balcony, drinking too much wine at movie night.”
She takes her hand away from mine and moves it back to her lap. I immediately feel the loss of her touch.
“Are you resting? Taking care of yourself?” I ask.
“I am, thank you for checking... and for caring.”
“Always. Speaking of the camera, anything more come from that?” I ask. I'm still freaked out by the whole thing, that someone is watching her, has been for days, maybe weeks, and no one has been able to catch him or do anything. I should be there with her, protecting her.
“Nothing yet," she says. “But we think we are close. The computer police are working on trying to trace it now using the things that make the cameras go.”
“Is that tech speak? Things that make the cameras go?” I tease.
“It is.”
I can tell I've embarrassed her by the way she looks away from me. She's not the best when it comes to technology and can be a little self-conscious about it. But she's so fucking cute when she's embarrassed that I can't help but tease.
Besides, I’m just biding my time until I work up the nerve to ask her what I really want to know. Which is, what the fuck is going on with that guy she's working with.
Bauer.
How can she be with him? I don't see it. He's a fucking douche.
I look around and catch the eye of a lady at the next table. She looks me up and down appreciatively, giving me that look that says I could have her for the afternoon if I'd like. I look away quickly.
I've got enough going on between Kat and trying to break up with Stacy. I sure as hell don't need to complicate things now.
Then, out of the blue, Kat asks, “How’s Stacy?”
“She’s doing well.”
“And, the two of you are doing well?”
“Are we doing this again Kat? If so, why?" I ask.
She says nothing.
"She’s not you," I say. “But I guess we’re okay, considering.”
“Considering?”
“Oh, come on.” I can't believe she's doing this. Asking me this. It pisses me off. “This is really how we’re going to play this?”
She just looks at me, her face blank.
