There’s something else, Mom. It’s kind of important.
You look like a target in one of those shooting games at the carnival, he said. You know—where the penguin goes back and forth?I unwrinkled my brow. That bad?
I think you’ve worn a groove in the porch.Deciding it might be better to sit, I started toward him when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.Noah held up his hands to signal that he was staying, and with a deep breath I entered the foyer. Jane was moving slowly down the stairway, one hand gliding across the banister, and all I could do was stare.
With her hair pinned up, she looked impossibly glamorous. Her peach satin gown clung to her body invitingly, and her lips were a glossy pink. She wore just enough eye shadow to accent her dark eyes, and when she saw my expression, she paused, basking in my appreciation.You look . . . incredible, I managed to say.
A moment later, she was moving toward me in the foyer. As she approached, I caught a whiff of her new perfume, but when I leaned in to kiss her, she pulled away before I got close.
Don’t, she said, laughing. You’ll smudge my lipstick.Have to go. No more worrying. Promise I got this handled.
Always the protector, worrying about everyone else.As I pulled up outside Julia’s potential new home, I was even more convinced she’d love it. The exterior was not only stunning and regal, but also held a cool modern edge. I was dying to see how the interior had changed, given all the design ideas Logan and I had gone over shortly after my car accident.
It seemed like forever ago...another world.Logan appeared through the front door and descended the porch steps as soon as my car came to a stop in the driveway. My smile was broad, and my mood almost giddy.