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was overly dedicated to the game now.
    I felt bad for not answering Bennett's calls, especially if
he wanted to make up. He would be thinking the worst at that point, but I just
couldn't bring myself to do it until I had a clear head about things between
us. He may be thinking the worst, but I would hate to talk to him and end up
making a bad decision that I would regret later. If that happened, I would have
to go back on my word and that would just make our situation that much worse. I
needed to have a clear head before I talked to him.
    I was just going to wait it out for a few days and just see
what happened. The more time that went by, the clearer my thoughts got. My
emotions were running amok in my head and until they settled down, it was not a
good time to make a decision about Bennett.
    I had been laying in bed the past few hours ignoring
Bennett's calls and trying to think. Now I had to get to campus and find out
what my next assignment was for the paper. I hurried to get dressed and grabbed
a coffee to go.
      The day was
beautiful, which helped improve my mood significantly. I hadn't seen Connie in
a few days, either, but I think I had unloaded enough on her for the time
being. I would need to make a decision on my own. Plus, we were both getting
ready for exams and I would need to start to focus on that, as well. I needed
to get my head clear with Bennett so that I could begin to focus back on my
schoolwork and the upcoming exams.
    When I walked into the office, I saw my editor talking to
Rebecca. Things had never been the same between Rebecca and me since she wrote
the article about Bennett and me. We just remained polite around each other,
but there was always that underlying current between us. I approached the two
of them and plastered a smile on my face. They turned towards me as I
approached.
    “Hey guys.” I looked at my editor, “I just came in to get my
next assignment.”
    “Absolutely, Emmi. Well, I'm sure you will be happy to hear
that I need you to cover your boyfriend’s game again. It's the big game and
your guy is doing the pitching.”
    I groaned inwardly and tried not to show that I found the
assignment upsetting. The last thing I needed was Rebecca writing about a
breakup between Bennett and me. She would love to be vindicated in that way,
but I was not being front-page news again.
    “Wonderful, thanks.” I nodded and turned away from them.
    I headed out of the office, wishing that I had not bothered
going in at all.

 
    Chapter Five

 
    I wasn't exactly thrilled about covering the game for
obvious reasons. There was a good chance that Bennett was about to be my
ex-boyfriend, and yet I would be at his game and possibly needing a quote from
him. The very thought of it gave me a headache. I didn't know what I was going
to do, but I would have to suck it up and just get it done. I didn't have a
choice and going to my editor would only cause a bigger fuss that I didn't want
to deal with. It would be a mistake to go to a paper and tell them you were
having relationship problems with a celebrity. It would just be a mistake. Like
I said, I would not be thrilled to find out that my relationship status was
once again on the front page of the paper. I had barely survived the last time
it was there. Forget it.
    I still had a couple of hours to kill before I had to be at
the game. I couldn't focus on schoolwork so I popped in a movie and grabbed a
cold beer. The cool brew slid down my throat in such a way that I felt my whole
body relax. It was exactly what I needed at that moment. I was about five
minutes into the movie when there was a knock on my door. Confused, I got up to
answer it, wondering who it could be. Connie didn't bother to knock anymore;
she knew she could come in at any time. So who was out looking for me?
    I swung the door open and at the same time my mouth dropped
loosely to the floor. Bennett was on the other side and I wasn't sure how I
felt about him dropping by unannounced.