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I’ve spent hours getting ready for our date tonight. I shouldn’t have spent five minutes on it since he made it perfectly clear after he showed up at my house in San Francisco that he wouldn’t care what I wore or how I did my hair. But I’m making an effort because I’m not sure how many of these dates we are going to get to go on publicly until we figure out a plan to undo my stupid idea of making Carter Lily’s boyfriend instead of mine.
I take out my red lipstick and apply it to my lips. I take a look in the mirror. I don’t even look like myself. I have so much makeup on. My hair is curled, and I’m wearing a black dress with a few sparkles and heels. Even if anyone recognizes Carter, they won’t recognize me.
I hear a knock on the door, and my heart starts racing. I shouldn’t react this way to a simple knock, but I do when I know who’s behind the door.
I take my time in walking over to the bedroom door—partially because I want to make Carter sweat a little and partially because I have to take time not to topple over in my heels. I open the door while biting my lip.
Carter’s eyes light up like he’s never seen me before. It’s not an expression I’m used to seeing on his face. But it’s definitely a look I would like to get used to.
“What do you think?” I ask, popping my hip out.
His eyes travel up and down my body, but he doesn’t speak.
“Carter?” I ask, grinning because it’s clear from his body that he thinks I look hot.
Sailor pokes her head out from around Carter. “You look hot!”
I laugh. “Thank you, Sailor.” I walk around Carter, who is still standing in my doorway with his tongue hanging out. “You going to be okay staying here with Logan tonight while we go out?”
“As long as he’s not cooking.”
I laugh again. “You’re ordering pizza.”
“Actually, I made your favorite,” Carter says.
I look at him with one eyebrow raised. “You know what her favorite food is?”
“Of course. It’s sushi.”
“Wow, you do know Sailor’s favorite food. But do you really know how to make sushi?” I ask, skeptical.
Carter jogs toward the kitchen. Sailor and I follow. When we enter the kitchen, Carter opens the fridge and pulls out a plate of food.
“No way! You bought that at the store,” I say, not believing that he made the perfectly sculpted rolls.
Logan gets up from the living room and walks over. He takes one off the tray and pops it into his mouth.
“How is it?” I ask.
“Delicious. He definitely made them. I was sitting here, watching him make them.”
I take one, and so does Sailor.
“Oh my God,” Sailor and I say at the same time.
“How did you learn to cook so well?” I ask.
Carter shrugs. “I’m just naturally good at everything.”
I playfully hit him on the arm. “Uh-huh.”
“Come on. We have a date to get to.”
I grin. “That we do.”
I bend down and kiss Sailor on the cheek before hugging her. “Make sure Logan doesn’t get into too much trouble,” I tell her.
She grins. “We are eating sushi and watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians all night.”
