Page 88 of The Recovery Coach
Jake
What’s normal?
I don’t know.We watched a movie.Had dinner.You guys are friends with him too.You should know what normal means.
Valentine
Did you wear what we told you?
Olivia took stock of her sweatshirt and tiny shorts.
I don’t see how that matters.I wear this every night.
Jake
It matters.He loves it
You can’t know that
Valentine
We know it
Jake
We know it
*eye-roll emoji*
The second day of the Freeze’s road trip, Olivia felt like she was going to throw up while she waited for Connor to get home from his training with Robbie.The mortification of her assignment from Valentine might kill her before she ever got around to completing the task.
She spent a ridiculous amount of time doing her makeup and hair.And her hair still looked worse than what Connor could do in five minutes.But she refused to ask him to style her for a nude.Even a fake one.
She heard the front door open, and before she could chicken out, she opened her bedroom door and greeted him in the kitchen.
She wore skimpy denim shorts and a lace bodysuit that hadn’t seen the light of day in years.Was it over the top?Yes.Did she care?Also, yes.But she was in way too deep.
He stood at the kitchen island, facing away from her as he drank from a bottle of water.
“You’re home!”
He faced her, straw still in his mouth.
“I need help.”She held up two pieces of lingerie that were both essentially string.“Which of these should I pose in?I want to surprise Valentine.”
Water spewed from his nose.He pounded his chest, trying to regain the ability to breathe.
“Christ, Livy.Warn a guy, why don’t ya?”
She bit her lip to keep from cracking up.“Warn you about what?”
He waved a hand at her.“You’re practically naked!”
“So?”
He gaped at her.Then he shook his head, shut his mouth, turned away from her and said, “Neither.Send him one of those in the little red thing you showed me.”
Olivia stared at the back of his head.
