Page 106 of The Invitation
I blow out a breath, knowing Myla can edit my blips out.Thank God.
“Do you know what the most surprising thing about this whole process is? It’s realizing what your insecurities really are. I’ve met this guy and he’s absolutely amazing. He hasn’t given me a reason to think that his intentions aren’t true. Yet here I sit this morning while he’s in bed, wondering if this is realistic. Like, is this one of those things that’s great right now but I’m goofy to think it’ll really pan out?”
Waffles snores, making me grin.
“That’s really unfair, you know? To both Ripley and to me. But how do you have the courage to hope for things? Hell, Ibarely hope for clean socks in the mornings. Hoping that a love connection might be real?Terrifying.”
I gaze out the window, taking in the beauty of Mother Nature.
“I guess that’s all for me this morning.”
I turn the camera off and go back to bed.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Georgia
“Okay,”Ripley says, taking a look around the kitchen. “I have all the cameras set up.”
“This is going to work much better than our half-assed film job last night. Although, I do think that footage is gold.”
He pulls me to him, kissing the top of my head. “It was fun. Waffles did steal the show though.”
True.
“I filmed a confessional this morning,” I say.
“You did? When?”
“I came downstairs for a while and let Waffles out to pee. The sunrise was gorgeous, so I sat for a while and watched it.”
He smiles against my cheek before letting me go.
“That’s okay, isn’t it?” I ask.
“Of course, it’s okay. Don’t be silly.” I reach for one of the cameras we positioned around the kitchen. “I’ll turn this one on. You get the other two.”
“Got it.”
“And remember. You can’t just fondle me and kiss me the whole time,” I say, laughing.Myla is going to have to cut so much out of last night’s footage.
Ripley groans as he presses record on the camera by the sink, and the one in the corner. I turn on the camera by the pantry.
“We’re rolling,” I say.
“Act natural.”
I snort, shaking my head. “Are you sure these pancakes are going to taste normal?” I peer at the ingredients list. “They look weird.”
“You won’t know the difference.”
I watch him walk shirtless in front of me.My God, his body is perfection.“It says there’s like one hundred grams of protein in this mix.”
“It’s an easy, healthy swap from the normal brands.”
“I don’t think I need this much protein in a day.”
He smirks. “Probably not after the amount I’ve been giving you.”
