Layla Meets Her Match: A Sweet Sports Romance inspired by Jane Austen (LA Rays Sports Romance Book 2) by Ranee S. Clark

Author:Ranee S. Clark [Clark, Ranee S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Emma - Jane Austen, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Extreme canon twisting (aka FWC)
Goodreads: 211226247
Publisher: Sweetly Us Press
Published: 2024-06-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

LINCOLN

I take a second after pulling up to Eli’s house to draw in some deep breaths. My mom getting so excited over seeing Layla’s daughter has had me worked up since I left New York. I’m growing closer and closer to Layla, but just as a friend, and that’s hard when every moment has me falling in love with her. Thinking of my mom snuggling up to Margot has me picturing all sorts of other domestic visions that make my heart pound. Being the one to take care of Layla and Margot instead of subtly coaxing her ex into being responsible. Letting Layla chase her dreams. Coming home from practice to kiss Layla and snuggle up on the couch with Margot.

After I’ve taken a few deep breaths and assured myself that I can be normal and calm about Layla tonight, I open the door of my Bronco and head inside.

Hurley answers the door, and I grin as I hear the noise from inside—laughing and happy conversations of people who are my second family.

I overhear Eli telling Landon about the latest house listing he sent his parents. With his position with the Rays more solid and with Mila engaged to Landon, his parents are talking about moving to LA from their home in Phoenix. It has me wondering how my parents would feel if I suggested something similar. It would be easy to coax them. I’ve just resisted because I feel bad asking them to do that. But if Layla becomes a part of my future too? I might not even have to ask. They’ll want to be near Margot and any other grandkids.

“Hey, Knight,” Hurley says, leading me through the entryway to where everyone else is gathered.

“What’s up?” I ask. I expect to hear the sounds of Mark Travis’s kids romping around, but I don’t see him or his wife. Maybe they’re outside, watching the kids play around on the beach for a minute? I glance out the large windows that overlook Eli’s yard and the beach farther down, but it’s empty. “Where’s Mark?” I ask.

Eli, who hears my question as he comes in, grimaces. “Kids are all throwing up.”

I catch my breath. I dropped off the chocolate chip cookies I bought this morning at the bakery truck at Mark’s house on my way into the facility. His kids love Mila’s chocolate chip cookies, and Mark asked me to grab some for him too. I saved a couple for myself, but I didn’t eat them when I got home because I was coming over here.

I hold off panicking though, even if this feels just like when Mrs. Van Buren called me. “Have they been sick?” I ask Hurley.

“Nah,” Hurley says. “They were planning on coming all day. Mark called just a few minutes ago.”

Sudden onset of an illness. This doesn’t feel like a coincidence. My stomach squirms more, but maybe I’m overreacting.

“I gave the cookies I got at the truck this morning to Mark,” I say, hoping one of my friends knows something that will dismiss more food poisoning as the cause.

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