It was the dumplings!
FRIDAY
KATIE
This feels like a bad idea, Nathan.
Do you really think we can pull this off?
That people would believe we’re a couple?
NATHAN
I mean, I know I’m punching…
KATIE
BE SERIOUS!
I’ve been online…
This wedding is a big deal…
NATHAN
They’re just two people getting married.
Two pretty awful people.
It will be fine.
KATIE
I can’t believe I agreed to this…
Stupid dumplings!
CHAPTER 12
NATHAN
“What are you frowning about?”
I glance at my sister, who is once again in my kitchen at the crack of dawn on a Saturday morning, staring at me with her eyebrows raised.
“Do you live here now?” I grunt out, my eyes honing back in on my phone. I can sense Katie’s discomfort flying off the screen and have no clue how to help her get past it.
She gives a careless shrug, opening the fridge door with a smirk. “You’ve got the good food.”
Fair enough.
“What’s going on?” She tilts her head to the phone in my hand. “You’ve got that expression on your face. Like you’re trying to do mental long division.”
I chuckle, because it sounds about right. Navigating this fake dating situation with Katie seems a lot like trying to divide three hundred and forty by five.
Tricky.
“This”—I wave my phone at her—“is kinda your fault.”