Page 55 of Falling for Him
Knowing I almost lost my chance at something great. Now there is no going back, I am exactly where I want to be, with the person I want to share it all with.
Camryn, she is just the perfect little bonus.
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
Lexi
“I love this movie,”Camryn whispers in the darkness and I smile. She has Sutton on one side and Kendall on the other. They are all huddled close together, like they are in their own little club.
It’s adorable.
I love how my friends love Cam. She is surrounded by the greatest group of ladies I know. I like to think that her parents are looking down and thankful of the life she’s been gifted.
She has an army of people, each loving her without hesitation. Everyone has stepped up accepting her as part of our family.
She has my dad, who honestly worships her. I don’t think she could do anything wrong in his eyes.
Then there is Buck and Anita, both loving her like any grandparent would. Camryn smiles and laughs so often it brings tears to my eyes. Thinking back to the first few times I’d met herto now, it’s such a drastic change. We can talk about her parents and share stories of my mom and hers, without feeling so lost it cripples us.
“Could you imagine living in a land of candy?” Camryn sighs. The old Willy Wonka is so much better than the new one. I introduced it to Cam one day and now she prefers this version to the new one.
“Not sure I’d want to lick a chair someone just had their butt on,” Adley says from somewhere in the room and I close my eyes as Camryn bursts into a fit of laughter. “I’m just saying.”
“You’d find me sitting along the chocolate river, with a bowl of strawberries,” Adley adds.
“Oh we should make those,” Sophie says. “And chocolate covered graham crackers, and cherries, and pretzels…”
“Hungry for chocolate are we?” Jillian interjects and we all laugh.
“My dad liked chocolate covered peanuts,” Camryn says out of nowhere and everyone grows quiet. I smile though, loving how easily she can talk about them now. “My mom liked the chocolate raisins,” she continues on. “But I think I like the ones with caramel in them. I don’t know what they are called, but they had nuts too.”
“Turtles,” Jillian tells her and I continue to listen to them all carry on and makes plans of further girls’ days. I am in awe of these ladies, loving them all a little more than I already did, because they truly are the greatest.
Jillian,Sutton, and I are the first to wake, getting coffee started and pulling everything out of the refrigerator we’ll need.
Adley and Sophie are the next to come walking in both looking like they could have slept another six hours without a second thought.
Kendall and Camryn are still curled up together on the bigger air mattress, under a heaping pile of blankets. The only part of Cam that can be seen is her wild bed hair, sticking out the top.
“Do you have French vanilla?” Sutton opens up the fridge, bending over and rustling through the items on the shelf.
“Second shelf behind the hazelnut and next to the white chocolate mocha,” I say without looking.
“Variety,” Adley says through a yawn. “I love it.”
I am never the same every day. It depends on my mood, so honestly I keep several options on hand. Bennett prefers the hazelnut, or the caramel, which I’m out of.
“I got enough for a few dozen,” Jillian announces, piling everything on the island. “I figure that Bennett and Brantley are expecting some. The two of them can put away a pan alone. And I wanted to make sure Cam has one for breakfast tomorrow and possibly the next day.” She is talking away as she startspreparing. “I still can’t believe she’s never had a cinnamon roll outside those dreadful store-bought, wrapped in plastic.”
Jilly knows she is a goddess in the kitchen. I still don’t understand why she isn’t opening her own bakery. She is her own worst critic though and I think she’s convinced herself she’d somehow fail.
With the rolls in the oven and the yummy smell of cinnamon filtering through the air, the other two emerge.
Camryn looks so adorable, standing in the doorway with her pink footie pajamas and her hair sticking up all over the place. She looks like she had some type of battle in her sleep. But before I can say anything there is a knock at the door.
Peeking through the peephole I roll my eyes when I see both Brant and Bennett on the opposite side.
“The stubborn brothers are here,” I say over my shoulder before I open the door and step aside. “I’m surprised you lasted this long,” I tell Brantley.
