Harley's POV
At noon, Catherine found a table in a restaurant near the company and sent me the address.
Ten minutes later, I showed up in front of her.
The clothes I liked to wear didn't change over the years. I still liked casual clothes, just like when Catherine and I used to live in the same pack.
Catherine sized me up. Then she smiled and said, "Harley, what happened? Why did you suddenly want to eat with me?"
I looked at her, feeling uneasy. I swallowed the questions I wanted to ask her.
"Nothing. I just felt that I messed up the last meal and wanted to treat you to another," I said with a smile, trying my best to be calm.
"Why did you ask Gina to come over last time?" Catherine was still a bit angry at the mention of last time.