Page 89 of The Baking Games
“I switched my sheets out so I didn’t have to sleep on the old bat’s sheets.”
“Maggie isn’t an old bat. Why are you so incredibly rude, Lainey? Did someone hurt you?” I say sarcastically. At this point, I don’t care about making friends with her.
She sneers. “Don’t take it out on me because your boyfriend is mad at you. Maybe he’ll take you on a cruise. Oh, but he’ll have to work in the kitchen, so he probably won’t see you much.” She laughs at her un-funny joke.
“Just shut up, Lainey. I’m not in the mood.” I reach for my suitcase and unzip it.
“Going home already?”
“Just getting prepared for next week.”
“You’re never going to win this, Savannah.”
“Again, you don’t need to talk to me, Lainey. I could go the rest of my life without hearing your whiny voice.”
“Geez, so moody. I thought you were all sunshine and lollipops, but Sunny has an edge, apparently.”
“Stop calling me Sunny.” In my mind, Rhett can call me that, but no one else.
“Is that only for your boyfriend?”
I throw my hands in the air. Why am I letting this woman get to me? “He’s not my boyfriend! In fact, he hates me now. Just stop talking to me!”
“I don’t get why he’s so upset Connor found out about the cruise stuff.”
“Because he thinks I told Connor. He thinks Connor and I are in cahoots, I guess.”
“That’s silly. Connor would never be interested in you again.”
I laugh under my breath. “I dumped Connor, not the other way around.”
“Whatever. And anyway, I feel like I need to be recognized in this whole thing.”
I look at her. “What does that mean?”
“I told Connor.”
My heart pounds in my chest. “What? How?”
“I was in the shower when you two numbskulls came into the bathroom.”
I drop my suitcase on the bed. “What? Why were you in the shower?”
“I kept seeing you two sneak into bathrooms all season, so when I saw you pulling him up the stairs after the video calls, I wanted to see what was going on.”
My face feels like it’s on fire. “You stupid little…”
Lainey holds up her well-manicured hand. “No, no, no… we’re on TV. No foul language, Sunny.”
If I were big enough to put her in a headlock, I would totally do it. If I tried, I’d just hang from her neck like a necklace. For now, I’m just happy to know how all of this happened.
Without another word, I run downstairs looking for Rhett. Instead, I run straight into Connor at the bottom of the stairs.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Where are you going so fast?” He steps in front of me every time I try to get around him. I’m close to kicking him where the sun doesn’t shine, as my grandmother would’ve said.
“Move, Connor! I need to talk to Rhett.”
“He’s in confessional. Probably talking about how you broke his heart.”