Sarah’s looking at me like she doesn’t buy a word of my bullshit.
I pause. “Okay, yes, I’d read that effing application in a heartbeat if I could get my grubby little hands on it,” I say.
Sarah laughs. “I know.”
“But I’m not trying to get Josh’s application through Henn—I wanna get it directly from Josh. And to do that, I need to see the questions he answered—the questions everyone answers when applying to The Club.”
Sarah presses her lips together. “Why?”
I ignore her question. “Do you remember the questions?”
“They’re burned into my gray matter for eternity.Whydo you want them?”
“Would you email them to me, exactly the way they’re worded on a standard application?”
Sarah smirks. “Are you by any chance planning to writeanswersto these questions, my dearest friend?”
A smile spreads across my face. “Why, yes, that is the plan, my lovely, darling friend.”
“Oh my, my, my. Are you gonna apply to theJosh Faraday Club,by any chance?” She shoots me a naughty smile.
“Ooooh, I like that, Sarah. Why,yes, I do believe I am,” I say slowly, my skin tingling.
“Did Joshaskyou to apply to his club?”
“No. He has no idea. This is gonna be a surprise—or more like ablindside.” I glance furtively across the room at Josh. He and Jonas are chatting calmly about something on Jonas’ laptop. “This is gonna be a diabolical tactic to get two suicide bombers to finally lay down their bombs and make nice—very, verynice.”
“Well, I’m sure it’ll work like gangbusters. The day Kat Morgan can’t get a man to bend to her mighty will, the rest of us might as well crawl into bunkers and await the End of Days.”
“I’m not so sure this time, to be honest. Josh is the hardest nut to crack I’ve ever encountered. The Most Stubborn Man in the World.”
“So he’s the male version of you, then?”
I nod slowly, not taking my eyes off Josh across the room.
Sarah laughs. “Well, that’s a scary combination. Definitely soundsexplosive.”
“That’s what we are—even against our mutual interests.” I begin to say something more but wind up yawning, instead.
“Aw, honey, you better get some sleep,” Sarah says. “You look like you’re gonna pass out.”
“Yeah, I’m about to fall over.”
I get up and stretch.
“Oh, are you heading out, Kat?” Josh asks, his head whipping up from his work.
“Yeah,” I say. “I’ve gotta get some sleep—I’m about to crash and burn.”
“I’ll walk you to your room. Hold on just a sec.” He turns to confer with Jonas about something.
“Enjoy getting blown to bits, girl,” Sarah whispers. “Ka-boom.”
“Nah. There are no explosions on the agenda tonight,” I say. “Tonight, I’m gonna get good and rested so I can write my application to The Josh Faraday Club first thing tomorrow.”
Sarah smiles at me suggestively. “I’ll send you those questions ASAP.”
“Thanks. I appreciate it. I’m gonna start working on my ‘application’ the minute I wake up.”
