Paige felt her pulse race again. So this was it. The moment she was asked to join Cassidy on the sidelines where she could watch the show with the rest of America. Kicked off on day one. And she thought getting rejected by Brad was bad. This was a new low point for her life.
Yippy.
“Paige, we can't let you race alone. It wouldn't be fair to you or the other teams and honestly, it would be dangerous considering some of the caches we have hidden for you.” Spencer paused, his hands clasped, fingers intertwined as if he were going to pray for help.
She swallowed the lump in her throat and prepared to take her exit with as much grace as she could. She didn't want to run the race alone anyway. It would be too hard. Too lonely. Too embarrassing. She'd much rather sit this whole game out and be able to keep Cassidy company while Evan was filming the show. They could talk about baby names and buy little tiny clothes and have an excuse to eat outrageous amounts of ice cream.
“So, we've made a decision,” Spencer spoke, capturing her attention again. “And we've picked a new partner for you.”
Say what now?
Just then, someone stepped out from behind the production trailer. The moment Paige glimpsed platform stilettos and long golden hair, she knew she'd died and somehow gone to hell because there was no way this was really happening.
No. Fricken'. Way.
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