I Think He Knows : A Romantic Comedy (Donovan Family Book 2) by Katie Bailey

Author:Katie Bailey [Bailey , Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eleventh Avenue Publishing Inc.
Published: 2023-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

18

LANA MAE

True to his word, Carter slept on the couch that night.

And the night after that. And the night after that, too.

“May as well make this as believable as possible, right Lan?” he said last night before once again retrieving the pillow and blankets from the linen closet and making up the couch. “And, of course, I should be here in case anything happens.”

And even though I was sure his back must be in agony, I agreed all too eagerly. Because having this much time with Carter is incredible. When he’s gone, I don’t let myself miss him because it hurts too much. It’s only when he’s here with me that I can feel the hole his absence leaves in my life.

It’s going to be so hard to see him go when this is all over and he’s back in LA or New York or wherever If Only is going to be filmed—because I’m sure he’ll get the part—and I’m still here. But I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again, supporting him without ever wavering. Cheering him on in his success.

But still, I’m trying not to think about it too much just yet. Because carpe diem and positivity and all my mantras that I actually have to start living by.

This morning, I wake to the unmistakable smell of pancakes wafting from the kitchen. Voices and laughter carry up the stairs, mingling with the cooking scents, and I roll over in bed to look at my alarm clock. It’s almost eight. Allegra has field day at school today, so she doesn’t need to be in until later, and my shift at work today doesn’t start until noon, so I decided (wild and crazy person that I am) that I wasn’t going to set an alarm this morning. This has gotta be the latest I’ve slept in years.

I stretch luxuriously before stepping out of bed, and pad to the bathroom to brush my teeth. The woman staring back at me in the mirror might have crazy bedhead hair and no makeup and is wearing a mismatched pajama set consisting of a faded Snoopy tee and shorts with burgers all over them. But she looks rested. Content.

Happy.

After I rinse my mouth, I consider going to my room and getting dressed, but I change my mind and head downstairs instead, gathering my hair into a loose knot on top of my head.

The morning sunshine is streaming through the windows in the living room, casting the house in a golden glow. That sweet, mapley smell is filling the air to the point that my mouth is practically watering.

Carter’s standing at the stove in my tiny kitchen, looking altogether too large, but at the same time, perfect for the space. He’s wearing a pink plaid “Kiss the Cook” apron (I wish) over a ridiculously sexy white-t-shirt-and-gray-sweatpants combo while he spoons ladles of pancake batter onto a griddle pan. He doesn’t look so much a DILF as a DILTSMELWAHAHB (Dad I’d Like To Spend My Entire Life With And Have All His Babies, for those of you who are not fluent in acronyms).

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