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  Third, Rex needs a fiancé like yesterday."
    "Your point?" I add, trying not to let on that I'm not happy with the direction she was taking this.   I wasn't doing a very good job.
    "I'm getting there.   The point is why waste a perfectly good catch on something that happened by chance?"   She takes another breath and casually picks at her salad.   "I mean, it's not like we've both been seeing him for months right?"
    "So who's going to step down?"   There's no way she was going to volunteer.   I had no choice but to follow up with a blunt add on.   "I'm not going to."
    "You don't have to," she answers.   I move in closer, intrigued by her answer.   "We'll let Rex decide."   My cheeks go scarlet.   This is hardly fair.  
    "Are you seriously suggesting we both waltz in like a couple of middle schooler's and demand that he picks one?   Yeah.   That'll work out nicely."   And last time you left me hangin' at recess.
    "Of course not," Holly shakes her head.   "Honestly Kat, sometimes I think you think I'm an idiot."   I stay silent.   She glares at me, then moves on.   "We're not going to tell him.   No way.   We'll just carry on like normal and eventually he'll have to choose one of us."
    "Or neither of us," I mutter.
    "Come on, Kat.   That won't happen.   Don't you think we all deserve a shot at happiness here?"   I lean forward with a smirk on my face.
    "And what if he chooses me, not you?"
    "No hard feelings," she immediately responds.   I narrow my eyes.
    "Because I can see millions of ways this could play out horribly."
    "I promise," she assures me.   "If this starts to ruin our friendship then I'll walk away.   But only if you promise to do the same."
    "Duh."   The last guy that had come between us was Chad.   Only because him and Holly didn't get along.
    "So what do you say?   You up for some friendly competition?"   She lets a wide grin cover her face.   My stomach goes sour.   Holly didn't like to lose and neither did I.   But we were always on the same team.   My head was already spiraling out of control at the thought of losing Rex.   I couldn't let Holly see it.   Her sex appeal gave her an unfair advantage.   My only edge was that I'd already had my first date.
    "Okay," I agree.   Holly looks pleased.   She glimpses at the time.
    "I better get going."
    "Right."   My nerves told me to follow her.   Follow her and stalk her.   I blink a few times, trying to change my mind set.   She smiles and rushes off without even finishing her lunch.   I stare at her full plate of food and my half eaten sandwich.   I was going to have to kick things up a notch - push myself out of my comfort zone . . . and go on a diet.   I stand up and grab my purse.
    You want a fiancé, Rex?   You go it.
     

 
     
    Chapter Four
     
    My hands shake as I dial Rex's number, hoping to catch him before his meet up with Holly.   I park my car in front of the grocery store, trying not to have a panic attack.   My head was filled with horror scenes of Rex telling me he'd met someone else.   A home cooked meal and me in heels and an apron was the plan.   No body guards.   No paparazzi.   No phones.   Just me and Rex.   Ringing fills my ears.
    "Kat."   His voice is both lulling and nerve-wrecking when he answers the phone.   "Perfect timing.   I just stepped out of the office."
    "Rex."   The tone of my voice goes up a notch.
    "I want to apologize for yesterday," he responds.
    "Then make it up to me."   I rub my forehead, hoping his response would be a positive one.
    "Go on."
    "Have dinner with me," I answer.
    "This time I'll pick a better-"
    "No," I interrupt.   "My place."   My chest pounds at the thought of Rex sitting in my plain, pathetic kitchen with a plastic plate.   It wasn't that impressive and nowhere near as fancy as Holly's loft, but it was the best I could do.
    "Your place?"
    "Yeah.   I'll cook."
    "Hmmm," he sounds intrigued.   "I can't remember the last time someone made me