Everything You've Got: Anything & Everything, Book 2 by Erin Nicholas Page B

sighed. Yes and yes. If anything, Luke had gotten better with age.
    Did that mean she could keep him even if she wasn’t sure she was exactly what he wanted?
    “Bree, I—”
    “Just go on the trip with Luke. Quit thinking about it so hard.”
    Kat stared at her friend. Sabrina’s grin told her that the other woman had been paying more attention than she’d realized.
    “I want to date him,” she said. “Not live with him.”
    “Why not? Makes constant sex easier if you’re together constantly.” Sabrina took another bite.
    “Sex is great.” At least she was sure it would be great. Or even better than great. “But I just think it might be a mistake to jump from mild flirtation to showing each other our holey underwear.”
    “So be sure to shop for new panties before you go,” Sabrina said.
    “It was a metaphor.”
    Sabrina stuck her tongue out at her. “No kidding.”
    “We should take this slower. Don’t you think?”
    “What are you afraid of?” Sabrina asked, finally putting her fork down and leaning onto the tabletop. “Luke thinks you’re amazing. Even with holey panties.”
    Kat sighed. “I’m not amazing twenty-four seven.”
    “No one is,” Sabrina said.
    “Does Luke know that?”
    Sabrina took a moment to think about that. “Okay, it might be a surprise to Luke.”
    “Exactly!” Kat slumped back in the booth. “He’s got this whole thing with me built up in his mind. Just like he did with you. And when he realized he was wrong about you he was crushed .”
    Sabrina frowned at her. She hated reminders of how things had been between her and Luke at that point in their history. “Luke’s grown up, Kat. I’m sure he doesn’t expect that you’re perfect.”
    Kat raised an eyebrow, just watching her friend.
    Finally, Sabrina sighed. “Okay, maybe he does.”
    “It’s too soon for him to find out differently.”
    “So he finds out that you suck at world history, you can eat your own body weight in Doritos and you only scrub your bathtub once a month.”
    “I’m the only one who uses my bathtub,” Kat grumbled. “Once a month is fine.”
    Sabrina laughed. “I’m sure he’ll see your side of it. Or you could, you know, start scrubbing it more often.”
    Kat rolled her eyes.
    “The point is,” Sabrina said, “none of this is insurmountable.”
    No. It didn’t seem to be. Because Sabrina didn’t even know what all Kat had been faking.
    Sabrina thought Kat had raised all the money they’d needed for the new soccer uniforms, when actually she had dipped into her own savings to make the goal because she was sick of fund-raising. Sabrina didn’t know that Kat had agreed to sit on the carnival committee only to avoid getting involved with upgrading the church’s kitchen. Sabrina didn’t even know that Kat hated thongs. Liking thongs was part of her sexy bad-girl image.
    And Sabrina didn’t know about her screwup with Tom, either. Yet.
    Kat’s phone beeped with a voice-mail message. Speaking of her bigger problem… “Sorry, I should probably take this.”
    “Sure.” Sabrina pushed her plate away and then slid to the edge of the booth. “I have to get back onstage soon anyway.”
    “Thanks for listening,” Kat said.
    “Well, God knows I owe you some listening. I was a mess with everything with Marc and the baby.” She got to her feet a little more awkwardly than she used to.
    “When you first came home maybe,” Kat said. “But you’ve got your stuff together now.”
    “Well, not all by myself,” Sabrina said, putting a hand on her stomach. “It’s pretty damned tough to have it all together without help.”
    Yeah, she might have something there. Kat thought about that as Sabrina headed over to kiss her husband before taking her place back onstage. At least Kat could talk to Nancy about what was going on with work. But not about how it affected her situation with Luke. She could talk to Sabrina and Marc about Luke. But not about what was going on with Tom. For