The rest of the work week was awkward between Carter and I. We hardly spoke at work and the time we spent at home together was filled with small talk or silence as we snuggled up on the lounge watching movies. I wish things could go back to the way they were.
I woke up late on Saturday morning with butterflies in my stomach. Today is the day of the charity gala and the twins will be coming over to doll me up. They own a hair and beauty salon they named ‘The Hair-larious Salon’. Because they are hilarious, get it?
I exit my bedroom to make a coffee and I pause for a moment as I see Carter in the kitchen. He looks up at me and smiles, sliding a coffee over the kitchen bench towards me.
“Caramel latte, right?” He asks.
“You know me so well.” I quip.
“I’ll be out for a bit this morning.
