Page 176 of Positively Pricked
"Not hardly," she said. "I'm just saying, I think you're reading it all wrong. I think he fired you so he could date you all legal-like."
At this, I felt an embarrassing surge of hope, especially because Zane had implied something very similar. Still, the whole situation scared the crap out of me.
I couldn'treallybe in love with Zane Bennington?Could I?
If so, I was in huge trouble. After all, he'd disappeared without so much as a note.
Charlotte and I were still talking ten minutes later when a knock sounded at the door to my hotel room.
On the phone, Charlotte said in a sing-song voice, "I know who that is."
"Who?"
She laughed. "You know who."
Obviously, she meant Zane. But I wasn't so sure. After all, we hadn't made any plans. Still, I called out, "Be there in a sec!"
In a rush, Charlotte said, "Hey, real quick…Don't forget to call me before you fly home."
Hearing this, it suddenly occurred to me that I had no ideawhenI'd be flying home. Considering that I was now unemployed, it could even be today. Still, I promised to let her know and ended the call feeling a lot happier than when I'd begun.
Probably, I should've relished it, because when I finally answered the door, it wasn't the guy I'd been hoping to see.
Instead, it was Bob, Teddy's stepfather.
And he looked like hell.
