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I looked at him in confusion. “But I thought…”

“That your teammates were a bunch of pussies and would flake out? You’re a fucking idiot.”

Relief flooded me and I nearly sagged. That would have really given them something to laugh at me about. “Yeah, I’m coming.”

“Well, hurry the fuck up. You’re going to need your beauty sleep if you’re gonna be on television.”

29

ISLA

“Arewe going to talk about this?”

I kept working on my project, trying to finish it today, three days ahead of the deadline. I wanted to clear my schedule for the rest of the week and take some time to myself. However, that wasn’t likely to happen with Riley hanging over my shoulder, talking my ear off.

“Uh…maybe later.”

“Later is no good. Later is like saying we’ll never talk about it.”

“Maybe because it’s none of your business.”

“None of my—” I could feel her pinching the bridge of her nose. She always did that when she was frustrated. “Isla, how could this not be my business?”

“Simple. Because it’s not.”

“I think I have some say in what happens. This affects me just as much as you.”

“I highly doubt that,” I grumbled.

“Really? So, you just go on with your life after what happened last night, and you think that doesn’t affect me? Your decisions have a very strong impact on my day-to-day life. I moved here with you!” she stomped her foot.

I finally turned to face her. “And I appreciate that, but I seriously don’t think this is your problem.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and glowered at me. “I think that might be the most hurtful thing you’ve ever said. After all we’ve been through—” She covered her mouth like she was about to cry. She always was a tad melodramatic.

Sighing, I took her hand. “Look, I’m sorry I had the last of the bean dip. It won’t happen again.”

“Right,” she scoffed. “You always say that.”

“Well, I mean it this time.”

She yanked her hand out of mine and spun away from me. “It wasn’t just about the bean dip. Don’t you see what happens when you make decisions like this? I really had to use the bathroom!”

“There’s another bathroom down here,” I pointed out.

“Yes, but it was an emergency and you were hogging the one I desperately needed!”

“Proving that you really didn’t need that bean dip,” I grinned.

“Hey, you do not get to turn this around on me. For all you know, I could have had diarrhea.”

“You haven’t had diarrhea since the spring of ’01 when you ate all that fruit.”

She gasped, slapping her hand over her mouth. “You knew?”

“It was obvious. I could hear the noises from outside the door.”

“Nobody was supposed to know about that!”