Page 60 of Double or Nothing

She isn’t coming.

Me: You’re going to pay for this, Kitty Kat.

I throw some money on the table, more than enough to cover the beer t I drank and the glass of her favorite wine I ordered for her. As I walk out of the restaurant, Mac is standing outside, a smug smile on his face.

“Shut it,” I warn him.

“I wasn’t going to say anything.” He holds his hands up. “Definitely not I told you so.”

“Some best friend you are.” Out of the corner of my eye, I see the guy I saw Kat talking to the other day, the one who was bothering her. I can’t remember his name, but I remember her saying they work together.

“Hey, you,” I call out. The guy turns to face me but doesn’t look fazed by me or my celebrity status. “Where’s Kat?”

“Your guess is as good as mine.”

“She’s not answering her phone, and I need her. She is supposed to—”

“I know what she’s supposed to do. I’m Callum, an executive host here at the Sapphire.” He extends a business card to me, which I ignore. “If Kat isn’t available to help, I am.”

“I don’t think you can help me the way Kat can,” I tell him, hoping he gets my drift.

His demeanor changes, a smug smile on his face.

“She doesn’t want to help you in those ways, either, I assure you.”

“Oh, yeah? And just how do you know that?”

Callum leans in with a fucking smirk on his face. I don’t need to hear what comes next to know what he’s going to say. So, I don’t bother waiting, just grab the asshole by his collar and slam him against the wall.

“Sut, stop,” Mac says from behind me.

“Stay the fuck away from Kat, do you hear me?” I shout.

Callum pushes back, and I stumble back into Mac.

“I hear you, but I don’t have to fucking listen to you.”

I lunge for him again, but Mac holds me back.

“How about you do her a favor and leave her alone? It’s hard enough on her having you back in town. The last thing she needs is to be forced to wait on you, hand and foot.”

I struggle against Mac as Callum continues.

“Haven’t you hurt her enough?”

Having had his say, the guy walks away, and I notice the crowd around us. I can only imagine what they’re thinking. Worse, what’s going to be plastered all over social media in a matter of moments.

“Let’s go before you make things worse,” Mac says.

Kat hates me. Apparently, she’s screwing this guy. It doesn’t get any fucking worse than that.

“Find her, Mac. I need to see her.” The sound of desperation in my voice is clear. “I need to find her. I need to…”

What? What the fuck do I need to do? Be with her? Break her heart again? Put the final nail in our fucking coffin?

“You need to get your shit together, man.”

He’s right. I’m out of control. I let the anger die down, and he releases me. The urge to storm off and find Kat is real, but the worlds Callum said are all I hear, all I feel.

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