Chapter 76

Kathrine laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. It was nearly noon, but she didn't feel like getting out of bed. Paul was over a week late now, and she was beginning to think that he wasn't coming. Maybe he never intended to come. Perhaps she was right the first time. He took one look at her and said 'Nope, not gonna fall for that one.' That would be just her luck, but who was she kidding. She didn't belong with a man that looked like Paul. She was-boring.

All her fears played out over and over again in her head. Paul was using her. Paul was lying to her. Paul just wasn't that interested in her. All of them seemed plausible, but then she would remember their kiss. The one in the bar in Nebraska. That wasn't fake, the bulge in his pants wasn't fake. Surely something else was going on. Maybe he couldn't come. Maybe what he found was so horrible that he couldn't tell her. There had to be a reason that he was late. Not all of it could be fake.