Worth the Fall by Caitie Quinn

Author:Caitie Quinn [Quinn, Caitie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: RogueGiraffe Books
Published: 2014-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

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Before the lights came back up, I shoved the tear-drenched tissues back into my bag, hoping Max didn’t notice.

That was by far one of the most moving things I’d ever seen. I couldn’t believe I was missing out on all these potential amazing stories because I’d never seen a foreign film before.

Mom had held on to her bitterness and used it as an excuse to not try new things. The new things were behind her because of giving up on them to marry my dad. It was easier to not move forward.

Then, Jason had always said if he wanted to read, he’d get a book.

So, yeah.

We stood, Max picking up our trash and stuffing it in his empty popcorn bag. I should have known he wouldn’t leave it sitting there. Jason always had and made fun of me for cleaning up after us. I don’t care if someone is paid to do it. My trash is my trash.

We made our way out of the theater behind the small group of people who thankfully did not include Annoyed Dale and his wife, Jeannine.

“So, are we walking home together, or should I give you a head start and pretend I don’t know you.”

“Don’t be silly.”

Max just quirked an eyebrow at me and held the door open. “So, were those tears of empathy from how Simone ended her days or of joy that it was finally over?”

So, not so sneaky with the tissues. Bummer.

“The way she handled situation after situation that was thrown at her. And with such grace.”

“And, the subtitles didn’t bother you?” Again with the eyebrow.

“Fine. That was my first movie with subtitles. Are you happy?”

Max shrugged and then stuck an arm in front of me when we reached a crosswalk as if I were a three-year-old who might stumble out into traffic without him.

I restrained myself from pushing his arm out of the way. Or him into traffic.

“Not happy. Just…” Max looked both ways and stepped out into the street, his gaze purposefully ahead, shoulders straight back. “Just because I’m a cop doesn’t mean I’m an uneducated bumpkin.”

Oh.

Well.

Um.

So…

Crud.

I took a breath trying to figure out how to answer this. It wasn’t that I thought that exactly, but the conversation had definitely been me trying to show him how different we are. Yes, I was a marketing manager with a master’s degree from an excellent school who went to upscale wine bars. My peers dated doctors and lawyers.

I didn’t know how to explain that he would very much fit in with my life as I grew up, but that I was here to become a successful city girl.

“You’re a snob,” he said, his gaze still straight ahead.

Well, I guess not answering didn’t help either.

“I’m not a snob. I’m really not. My dad was a senior manager at the plant one town over. My mom stayed home. It’s just…I saw that life. I’m looking for office hours and educated conversation and—”

“So you’re saying a cop can’t possibly have educated conversation?”

“No, that’s not what I’m saying.

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