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My Father's Best Friend At Least He's Not Divorced
LanieI nodded, liking where the conversation with my mom about Andrew was going more and more.“Also,” Mom continued, “His ex-wife is dead, so that’s good.”“Mom,” I gasped.She pursed her lips. “Oh, stop. You know what I’m saying. Her death was a horrible thing, especially with Raven being so young. But at least you won’t have some ex meddling in your affairs, trying to interfere with Raven all the time like if Andrew was divorced.”“Right,” I nodded, looking at my reflection in a red ornament.“What are you making to bring?”“Um.”“Lanie!” Mom’s eyes were wild. “I thought I raised you better than that.”“You did. I haven’t decided what I’m taking yet, that’s all.”Mom gently set the angel on a bed of tissue paper. “I assume you want things to work out between you and Andrew.”“Um, yes?”“Yes with a question mark or with a period?”I bit on the inside of my cheek with frustration. How come it felt like everyone was grilling me on the seriousness of our relationship? The only people
My Father's Best Friend You Just Set the Table
AndrewI stared at the multiple grocery bags on the kitchen table, my head spinning.“Okay. How many recipes are we following again?”Raven inspected the laptop on the counter. “There’s the stuffing, the turkey, the green bean casserole, the cranberry sauce. That’s for Lanie. Um, sweet potatoes, salad. Course, any idiot can make that.”I sucked in a long breath, wondering if I was having my first anxiety attack. “Salad. Okay. We can do that. Where’s the lettuce?”Raven made a face. “That’s the last thing we have to make. We need to get the oven ready for the turkey. Did you thaw it?”“Uh.”“Dad!” Raven loudly clapped her hands. “Keep it together. Did you thaw the turkey?”“Y-yes,” I stuttered. “I think so.”“What?” She looked disgusted.I opened the fridge and cautiously poked the turkey. “I think it’s thawed. How do I tell?”“Drop it on the floor,” she sarcastically snapped. “If it breaks a board, it’s still frozen.”“Don’t start an attitude with me, Raven. Not right now.”As I spun
My Father's Best Friend Stolen Kisses
AndrewBy the time the meal was finished, my kitchen was unrecognizable. Not even when Karen went on a cooking frenzy, as she sometimes did when stressed and made enough casseroles for a week, did the counters look like this.“You have carving tools?” Lanie asked me as she took the turkey out of the oven.“Sure do.”“And never been used,” Raven added.We moved with a rhythm, taking the dishes into the dining room, a place I only ventured into if a client was over for dinner.“Can we light those?” Lanie asked, pointing at the tall, untouched white candles in the center of the table.“Of course.” Grabbing the lighter from the fireplace’s mantle, I handed it over—making sure my fingers grazed Lanie’s an undue amount in the process.She lit the candles, adjusted the angle of the turkey, and straightened the cloth napkins.“I think you missed your calling,” I said. “Maybe you should have gone into home décor or the culinary arts.”Lanie wrinkled her nose. “Nah. I like my life the way it is
My Father's Best Friend The Girlfriend
LanieThe beeping coming from the computer made me jump in my seat. Turning around in my chair, I stared at the screen in confusion for a second before realizing someone was calling me on video chat.A smile pulling at my lips, and I hit the green answer button. Andrew’s face popped up, his large office windows behind him.“Well, hello,” I answered, glancing at my office door to make sure it was closed all the way. Taking personal calls at work wasn’t forbidden, but I still felt weird about it and didn’t want to spend too much time chatting people up when I could have been bettering tomorrow’s minds and all that jazz.“Hello, Miss Jacobs,” Andrew purred. “Have I caught you at a bad time?”Heat traveled through me, and I crossed my legs, trying to get rid of that familiar ache Andrew’s voice always caused. “I can chat for a bit. How are you? How is work?”Andrew scrunched his nose slightly. “Can’t complain. I’ve been distracted by thoughts of you all day, though.”“I know the feeling,”
My Father's Best Friend The Talk
Lanie“Video chatting?” Raven asked, dropping into a chair and settling into a cross-legged position.“Huh?”She nodded at the computer screen. Although I’d closed out the conversation box with Andrew, I’d neglected to shut down the entire video chat program.“Uh, yeah.” I hastily clicked the program closed.“Anyone interesting?”The cheeky look on her face said she suspected I’d been talking to her dad. Embarrassment flooded me, and I looked for a way to dodge the question but then realized there was no point. I wanted to connect with Raven, to find out what was happening with her and Jason, but our relationship had gone beyond that of counselor-student. It was even beyond that of Dad’s New Girlfriend. If I wanted transparency from Raven, I needed to offer it myself.“Just some hot guy,” I said.Raven made a disgusted face. “Ew.”“Sorry.” I laughed. “It’s true.”“You can stop right there. I don’t need to hear any more.”I leaned forward in my seat, resting my arms on my desk. “I had
My Father's Best Friend Saxton Digs Himself a Hole
AndrewRaven ran down the stairs like a monster was after her.“What’s up?” I asked, going to the living room doorway. “You okay?”“What?” She wrinkled her nose and ran her fingers through her hair. “Yeah. Everything is fine. I’m going out.”I took in a long breath, calming my racing heart. When I’d first heard her steps coming down the stairs, fast as they were, I’d freaked out for a second. Now I noticed she wore a jacket and beanie.“On Sunday night?” I questioned. “You didn’t ask me.”“It’s only six o’clock, and I’m just going to Taylor’s house.”“Taylor?”Each time I checked, Raven had a new friend. It’s what I’d wished for a month ago, but now I was left feeling weird about her burgeoning popularity. Who were these kids she was hanging out with?“Taylor?” I asked once more, letting it hang there.“Chuck.”“Is that supposed to be funny?”Raven stepped forward and planted a hand on my shoulder. “I’ll be back at eight.”I arched an eyebrow. “Text me if anything—no, call me if you n
My Father's Best Friend A Surprise
AndrewI stared at Saxton. “That’s what our society tells us, that women age faster than men, but that doesn’t mean it’s true.”Saxton turned to me, languidly tossing his arm over the back of his chair. “If a guy can still get up with a twenty-five-year-old when he’s fifty, shouldn’t he? Andrew, man, you should understand this better than anyone else.”I felt my lips draw tight against my teeth. “Mine and Lanie’s age difference has nothing to do with us getting along. She’s the first woman younger than me that I’ve ever been interested in.”“Let’s just move on,” Bob cut in, sending an irritated look Saxton’s way.“Fine.” Saxton tested out his bourbon and smacked his lips. “We’ll agree to disagree.”Bob’s eyes briefly connected with mine, and I felt compelled to mouth “sorry” but kept my face flat instead.“Saxton, I’d ask you how that girl Matilda is,” Bob started, “but I assume—”“Right. She’s old news. That was, what? Months and months ago.”Bob took a long drink.I raked my fingers
My Father's Best Friend An Important Question
LanieThe doorbell sang, and I immediately got to work smoothing down my hair and patting under my eyes, checking for any eyeshadow that had fallen there. It didn’t matter that Andrew had seen me in all kinds of rumpled states. I still got butterflies when I thought of seeing him, and I wanted to look good for dinner at his house.The door flew open, and Karen smiled wide. “Lanie,” she cooed, pulling me in for a hug.We’d only met once before, but Karen had one of those personalities. She could make friends with anyone.“How are you doing?” I asked, face still pressed against her shoulder.“Good, good. Come in out of that cold.” She quickly shut the door behind me. “I was just headed home. Raven and Andrew are somewhere downstairs, and dinner is in the oven.”As she talked, she worked fast, taking and hanging my coat in the hall closet and winding her scarf around her neck. “There’s a cake in the fridge. You’re not allergic to coconut, are you?”“Nope. I love it.”“Oh, good! It’s coco
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