Page 13 of Doctor Knows Best


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“Most people in town have a high regard for your father,” Suzette said loyally.

“And most people in town have a high regard for Jason.”

Hopefully it wouldn’t come to a battle, but Lily was ready to draw the line if necessary. She was willing to allow her parents to dictate to her as long as she lived under their roof. If it appeared they were going to encroach upon her social life negatively, then she might have to move out. But she wasn’t really in a relationship with Jason yet, and it seemed premature to make an issue out of something that might never come to fruition.

“I like his mother very much,” Suzette said, stumbling over her words. “I don’t know the son personally.”

“Well, if this goes anywhere, you can form your own opinion about him. Text me when you get on the plane.”

“Goodbye, dear,” Suzette said, still not convinced Lily was going to be home when they arrived.

“Who were you talking to?”

Herbert came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his hips, his belly hanging over it.

“The shades are open in here,” Suzette said, looking away from him.

He took a step back into the hallway. “Was that Lily?”

“Yes. Call her if you’d like. I woke her up.”

“So she’s home. Ha! I’m shocked.”

“Herb, she’s never, ever given you one second of worry. She’s always been an obedient child. Try to remember that.” She snuck a look at him to see what his expression was, and he was thoughtful, thank heaven. “Just because she went on one date with a young man you don’t like doesn’t mean she’s going to spiral out of control.”

“She’s lucky she was home,” he said.

“Call her. You’ll feel better before we get on the plane. Then at least if it goes down, you’ll have had a nice conversation with your only daughter one last time.”

“Honest to god, you must have a death wish,” he said.

“I’m not afraid of you, Herb, if that was a threat.”

Wisely, he let her have the last word. They had a plane to catch, and time was moving quickly.

***

Hungover, Lily tried to go back to sleep, but it was hopeless. She lay on her back with her eyes closed, smiling, the scenes of the night drifting through her mind. Unless she was kidding herself, Jason had had as much fun as she’d had. It was the first time as an adult that she’d indulged in carefree abandon, not caring what anyone thought of the way she was acting.

He’d said he wanted to twirl her around the dance floor, and he had. They actually looked like they’d rehearsed. During a slow dance, they melted into each other’s arms, fluid and graceful, and people stepped aside when the judges called out their names.

“Let’s give a round of applause for Miss Lily Fairchild and Mr. Jason Karas, number eighteen!”

“I thought you said you didn’t dance,” Lily said, trying not to cringe at the accolades they were receiving.

“I don’t. It must be you.”

“Ah, I don’t think so, but nice try!” she replied, laughing.

He pulled her a little closer, and she rested her head against his chest while the voices of the Righteous Brothers rang out. When the song finished, they reluctantly parted. Looking into each other’s eyes, it was clear they were both feeling it. They were falling for each other.

A fast song began, and Lily said it first—“Thank god!”

“Ha! I’m just going with it. Something’s happening here. We fit together like hand and glove.”

Although she laughed that he could be so corny, he was also endearing, and she could feel her resolve, as fragile as gossamer, not to get serious about him disappearing.

They did all the dances from memory of seeing someone doing it on television, salsa, tango, and jitterbug, which garnered them the prize.

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