The Catching Kind by Caitie Quinn

Author:Caitie Quinn [Quinn, Caitie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: RogueGiraffe Books
Published: 2015-01-12T16:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

"What were you thinking? This is an emergency." I looked at the bag wondering what could possibly have caused such a lack of planning. "What kind of friend shows up without chocolate to an emergency meeting?"

Jenna rolled her eyes. "Dude, this is just the alcohol. Kasey's bringing the chocolate."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Oh,” Jenna echoed. “What has gotten into you?"

What hadn't? I'd been feeling guilty all day. I don't know why. I’d just fought fire with fire. It wasn't my fault he couldn't take what he dished out.

I'd left the door cracked so Kasey and Jayne could let themselves in and join us in the kitchen as I put together the drink mix Jenna brought.

I got out my blender and considered just pouring the whole bottle of booze in. Adding drunk on top of confused was probably not going to get me to a better place any quicker.

"We’re here!" Kasey carried a Matteo’s chocolate cake in, letting Jayne close the door behind them. She set it on the counter and tossed her jacket on the couch behind her. "I figured if we're going to pack on the calories, they might as well be the best darn calories I could find."

"Bless you." I handed her a knife and grabbed plates and silverware while Jenna took over the Margarita creation.

That was probably for the best.

We chit chatted while I cut very healthy slices of cake for each of us. Jayne wandered into the living room, turning on quiet background music and lighting candles. She slid the comfy chair so it faced the couch instead of the TV and cleared the coffee table for our drinks and dessert, shifting pillows and throw blankets around.

She was very visual. She could turn an empty room into a welcoming home in less than an hour. I was constantly surprised HGTV hadn't somehow found her and given her a show.

She was also very careful about girl time. Always making sure she wasn’t overstepping into our circle. Always seeming to remind herself that she was Kasey’s tagalong friend, not ours.

We were going to have to fix that.

After we fixed the mess I’d landed in.

"So, spill...” Jenna directed from her perch on the counter. “The details, not the drink."

Now that they were here, I was oddly reluctant to share my messed up morning.

"Connor and I had a fight."

"A fight?" Jenna kept her voice carefully neutral as she took a sip of her drink.

"Kind of." I think. That was a fight, right? He didn’t fight back, so maybe not. Maybe it was just a…something where I did all the talking in a negative fashion.

"Did you have a fight or not?" Kasey wasn't as careful. She was a facts girl. Unlike me and Jenna, Kasey wasn't a writer. She owned her own marketing company and sometimes she could be very cut and dry.

"I'm not sure." That was the worst part. "We went to the farmers market and this girl started making a big deal that we were together. Basically all but called me ugly right to my face.

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