Kiss and Tell 3 by Faith Winslow

Author:Faith Winslow [Winslow, Faith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-02T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

My heart was racing. What the hell was Anthony doing at Ramaka? What the hell was he doing standing at our table? He knew I was going out for sushi with my parents. Why would he show up here like this? Was he going to confront them? If so, shouldn’t he have given me some type of warning?

Or was he here for some other reason? Was he playing games with me? Or, wait—had something gone wrong?

What the hell was going on here?

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t just my heart that was racing. It was my mind too. My brain was flooded with so many questions, and they kept swelling and colliding. I couldn’t even think straight. My blood was boiling.

“Are you here alone, Mr. Swift?” Mom asked. “Would you like to join us?”

Dear God, I thought to myself, why’d she have to ask that??

“I just came in to get something to go,” Anthony answered. I felt a cool air of relief rush over me, but, just as quickly, I was hit with something else.

“But, I’d love to sit with you and wait while my order is filled,” Anthony added.

Of course, the three of us were seated at a four-top table. The fourth, vacant seat had been removed, but, as soon as Anthony raised his hand, a nondescriptly sleek busboy was at our table with another chair.

“I hope I’m not interrupting any type of special family dinner,” Anthony said, taking a seat. “But, when I saw you over here, I had to come over.”

Anthony glanced at the glass of Saki in front of me and raised his eyebrow. “I’m sure Kirby told you about how our appointment had to be cancelled this morning,” he added. It was actually pretty presumptuous of him to do so. How did he have any idea what I’d told my parents? A lot had happened since we’d come up with the story we agreed on. How did he know I had the wherewithal to stick to it?

“I wanted to apologize for that,” Anthony went on.

“It’s okay, Mr. Swift,” Mom said, jumping at the chance to speak to the man sitting beside her. “We understand that you have a very busy schedule.”

I felt a little guilty sitting there with my parents so oblivious to the secrets that hid behind this superficial exchange of words.

“I do,” Anthony responded. “But, there’s always room in it to extend a helping hand… I’d like to try and meet with Kirby again this week, if that’s okay with you?”

If we had a script, Anthony definitely wasn’t sticking to it. Where was his wherewithal?

“Of course,” Mom said. She didn’t even have to think before she answered. Dad simply bobbed his head up and down.

“How about Wednesday?” Anthony asked, turning his attention toward me. I hadn’t spoken yet and was still speechless. Like Dad, I simply bobbed my head up and down.

“Wonderful,” Anthony said. “Come by my office around—”

“Hold on,” I interjected. It took me a second, but I remembered. “I have an interview on Wednesday, at 3:00,” I said.

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