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Including myself.
CAITLIN
My ducks may not be in a row now, but you can bet your sweet ass my ducks are having more fun than yours are. Your ducks probably hate you and your anal-retentive self for making them line up like that. #FREETHEDUCKS
—Caitlin’s Secret Thoughts
Istare at the phone burning a hole in my hand as I try to work up the nerve to message Callen. I promised myself I’d talk to him after my ob-gyn appointment this afternoon, and I’m afraid if I don’t schedule him in now, I’ll chicken out later.
Chicken out or decide I hate him too much to see him.
There’s a fifty-fifty chance it can go either way.
Adelaide always writesa fuck itmoment in her books.
Why can’t myfuck itmoment be as much fun as hers are?
Ugh.Fuck it.
Caitlin
I need to talk to you.
The stupid little dots start and stop at least three separate times before he finally answers with one stupid word.
Callen
Why?
Are you okay?
Okay. Maybe he redeemed himself with the second text.
Douche canoe.
Caitlin
Just be home after work today, Callen. You owe me that.
Callen
I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Cait.
Caitlin
Nothing about you is a good idea. But sometimes we have to be adults.
Be a fucking adult and be home after five, Callen.
Men suck.
Isit in my gynecologist’s office, pissed at the world in an uncomfortable pink paper gown and what equates to an outdoor tablecloth covering my legs.
Someone should design better paper gowns.
My feet dangle off the table, and I’m freezing.
