I hung up, and Cat was staring at me.
“Well, looks like we’re an ‘old fling’ now,” I said. “You think you can pull that off?”
“Is the Pope Catholic?”
“Last time I checked.”
CHAPTER 10
CATARINA
My husband wentwith me to my room so I could pick up my Saturday dress and get ready to face the day.
I kept calm as I put on my makeup, but there was no denying the surprise I’d felt at eventhinkingthe word ‘husband’ in a real context.
I had ahusband.A hubs.
“What time is your speech?” Dustin asked, leaning on the doorframe of my bathroom.
He had on a fresh suit today, charcoal grey. I wasn’t sure of the day’s dress code. I thought today might be more casual, but I certainly wasn’t complaining about the way he looked. Somehow, even after the night we had, he was poised and ready to rock. It was actually a little infuriating.
“It’s at ten-thirty,” I said, pausing from putting on my eyeshadow.
“Well. It’s not like you had a one-night stand or anything last night.”
I furrowed my brow. “I don’t get the joke. That’s exactly what I had last night.”
He grinned. “It’s not a one-night stand if you get married. Plus, we are a two-night stand, as I told my coach.”
I finished putting on some lotion and then turned to him and shook my head.
“I might have only met you last night, but I know that expression. You’re pissed. Is it because your new husband is a dick?”
I sighed. “I don’t get why you can’t be, you know, a little bit nicer.”
“I could, but girls don’t like nice guys.”
“Aniceguy would have at leastaskedme where to come.”
“What’s wrong with coming on your chest?” he frowned.
She rolled her eyes. “Guys are so simple-minded. It’s like a caveman thing.Must come on chest. Shows I own this girl.It’s such a silly symbol.”
“Okay, so don’t come on Cat’s chest.” He pulled out an imaginary pen from behind his ear and feigned writing on his palm, an imaginary notebook. “Check that one off the list. I’m learning so much about you and we’re only seven or so hours into being married. I think we’ve got a lot of potential.”
“Don’t remind me.”
I breezed past him and under his arm, and I couldn’t keep a smile from crossing my face. Luckily, the corners of my lips didn’t quirk until I was past him.
“Cat,” he said. “I’m just fucking around. Why are you so serious all of a sudden?”
I turned around. “You’re being funny. I get it. I’m just stressed. I need to give this distinguished lecture in a half hour and I feel anything but distinguished right now.”
“Anything I can do?”
“Anything to what?”
“Anything to make you feel a little more ... distinguished?”
