"So what are you going to say to him?" Darcy asked.
"I don't know," Kate admitted.
She had no idea what to say. She'd acted like a complete ass, made Nick do the same against his will, and now what? She expected him to forgive her? To give her another chance?
There were some who wouldn't think she had even a ghost of a chance of getting Nick to give her the time of day. Those doubters were probably right, rightfully so given her behavior.
She had to try, though.
Kate swore into the phone, wishing she could come up with a plan. She was obviously great at coming up with plans as evidenced by the fact she'd not only gotten her promotion but the chance to lead an account thanks to the show she and Nick had put on at dinner. When it actually mattered, though? A plan escaped her.
"Oh God," she murmured.
Why had she made him humiliate himself like that? Why couldn"
"Tell him I can't wait to meet him for real this time."
Kate laughed lightly. "I will."
"So, should I pack presuming he listens and wants to see me?"
"Well, it can't hurt."
"I don't think he'd sleep with me, though," she said, looking through her underwear drawer.
Kate frowned a little, thinking over the little of the real Nick she knew. "No, he's not the type."
"Well, then, I'd leave the lingerie at home."
"Yeah, you're probably right. I don't want him to think I planned on sleeping with him even if that happens."
"I want details when you get back."
"Of the conversation! Though the rest probably wouldn't be half bad either."
"Oh, and Kate?"
"I'm sorry, Darc. What am I thanking you for?"
"Well, it was my lie that started all of this. Seems to me as mad as you were at the time I kind of did you a favor. And I'm not even talking about the promotion if this pans out with Nick."
"Yeah, I guess you did, you're right."
"Thanks. Call me if anything happens with the account."
"We can handle it; you take care of your stuff."
She hoped when she came back she'd at least have the beginnings of a relationship happening.