Page 102 of Clinically Delicious

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God, what if he doesn’t want anything more than this? What if I’m just convenient? What if...“Cate?”

I looked up.

Gabriel was watching me with that expression. The one that said he knew exactly what I was thinking. “You okay?” he asked.

No.

Yes.

I don’t know.

“Fine,” I said, smiling too brightly. “Just tired. Glitter is exhausting.”

He didn’t look convinced, but Megan was there, so he just nodded.

I caught sight of myself in the side mirror. I was covered in glitter. Literally sparkling in the late afternoon sun like some kind of deranged fairy. And I was happy.

Terrified and confused and completely out of my depth, but happy.

What are we doing, Gabriel?

I didn’t have an answer. But tonight, maybe I’d find the courage to ask.

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