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Well, this should be interesting.
Something compels me to nod in agreement, and with a small smile and a mouthed,
'Thank you', he moves out of the doorway allowing Kate to walk in.
Arms crossed and legs wide—my defensive stance is set in place, I tell her, "Don't
think I'm above fighting you at my mother's party."
"I don't want to fight," she rushes out. "I honestly just want to apologize to you, and
well, to your family." I'm not sold, but I nod for her to continue. Blowing out a breath,
she begins. "I'm totally not the bitch I came off as before."
I give her no response.
"Okay, so that's not completely true. I can be a bitch, we all can but that's only
'cause I felt threatened."
"Threatened?"
She nods. "I hated you before I met you."
"Gee thanks," I mutter dryly.
"It's just that . . . I used to model, right. And now I manage models. I'm used to
having guys eating out of the palm of my hand. And Edward . . . well, he couldn't be
less impressed with the fact if he tried."
I take in an annoyed breath. This doesn't sound like an apology to me.
"I am sorry." Oh, I guess I said that part out loud. "I'm just saying, I was jealous of
you since the first time I heard your name—on our first date. You, your sisters, and
EJ, that's all he talked about. It was actually pretty obnoxious to be honest, but
endearing at the same time."
"Kate, why are you telling me this?" I finally ask. "Why do you care, now, what I think
about you?"
She sighs. "Renee might not realize it, but she's one of my only friends. Granted,
she doesn't always have the nicest things to say about me, but that's how we work.
And the way I treated you all, she made it clear how disappointed she was and
would have no problem replacing me—as a friend and manager—if I couldn't get
along with her new family."
The corner of my mouth lifts up at the assessment Renee gave us, but it falls. "So
either you're only apologizing 'cause Renee's making you, or you're trying to butter