Page 137 of Love Undiscovered
I pull into self-parking and am at the front desk checking in by four fifty-two in the afternoon. Twenty-two minutes late to meet my boss in the hotel bar. I send him a quick text to let him know I’ve arrived, and then ask the bellhop to bring my luggage to my room. I know it’s pretentious, but I tip them well. And I really, really hate pulling a suitcase on wheels behind me. I make a quick trip to the restroom to touch up my hair and makeup and send a quick text to Kat and Lexie to let them know I arrived okay. Kat texts me back immediately.
Kat: Did you see the fire? Was it really bad?
Me: I couldn’t see flames or anything, but the smoke was heavy.
Kat: Brad got called out a little bit ago. It’s huge, Rem.
Me: You okay?
Kat: I think so. Thanks for asking.
Kat: I’m glad you got there safely.
Me: It was a mess and took twice as long, but I’m here.
Kat: Hey - did you talk to Bauer?
Me: No. Why?
Kat: Well, just based on everything we talked about last night.
Me: Nope.
Kat: I think he’s sad.
Me: Did you talk to him?
Kat: No - but Brad did.
Me: Really? That doesn’t seem normal.
Kat: Get this, Brad actually went to his house last night after I kicked him out.
Kat: They hung out and drank beer.
Me: Did they talk about me?
Me: Wait. Don’t tell me.
Me: I don’t want to know.
Kat: For real?
Me: No.
Me: Yes.
Me: I don’t know. Fuck.
Kat: They did talk about you. That’s why I think he’s sad.
Me: Well, too fucking bad. I’m not calling him.
Kat: Ok.
Me: What do you mean, ok?
Kat: Ok, you’re not going to call him.
