Page 91 of Finding You


Font Size:  

“I don’t mean to be forward, but I’d love to meet Graham and my brothers sometime,” Darcy said. When Robyn hesitated, Darcy’s stomach dropped.

“I need to tell you something.” Robyn grimaced, and Darcy clasped her purse strap. “I haven’t told Brayden or Keaton about you.”

“Oh. Why?”

Robyn leaned back against her SUV. “I honestly don’t know how to tell them.”

Darcy blinked, trying to comprehend what Robyn had said. “So you don’t want them to know about me?”

“I’m not sure they’re ready yet. It will be a big shock to them to learn they have an older sister.”

Darcy felt her heart begin to break, but she worked to keep her expression even.

“But when I do tell them, I’ll be sure to get you all together.” Robyn pulled her in for a hug. “I’ll call you soon. I’m so glad I found you.”

“Me too.” As Darcy watched her birth mother drive away, she tried to fight the surging disappointment. She had finally found her family and some answers, but she was still part of a secret Robyn wanted to keep.

***

Carter looked at the time on his phone later that evening. He’d been waiting on pins and needles to hear news about Darcy’s meetup with her biological mother. After she’d left her townhouse, he had cleaned up the kitchen, folded the blanket he’d used overnight, and left it on the sofa beside the pillow.

He’d left her house and spent the afternoon running errands and taking care of chores, repeatedly checking his phone and expecting a text or call from Darcy.

Worry and concern kept nipping at him, though he’d tried in vain to keep his mind occupied with something else. Once his other chores were done, he paced the detached garage and organized the tools in his toolbox to stay busy. He hoped Darcy and her biological mother were engrossed in a wonderful discussion and had lost track of time.

When his phone finally rang, Carter tripped over his floor jack and grasped the edge of his workbench to right himself. Lifting his phone, he found Darcy’s name on his screen. His heartbeat trilled.

“Hey,” he answered.

“Hey yourself, Donovan.” He could hear road noise in the background, indicating she was driving. “Can you meet me at our spot in the park?”

Carter pulled his Suburban keys from his pocket. “Yup. Are you on your way?”

“Be there in about fifteen minutes.”

He exited the garage and hit the code on the keypad to close the bay door. “See you soon.”

Carter arrived at their favorite bench ten minutes later. He scanned the area, and when he spotted Darcy walking toward him, he closed the distance between them.

When she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close, he closed his eyes and breathed in her comforting scent. “I guess it went well?” he asked.

“I know where I come from, Carter,” she whispered, her voice wobbling. “It feels like a dream.”

He rubbed her back. “I’m so happy for you.”

“Me too.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “Thank you.”

He looked down at her. “For what?”

“For being you.” She moved her fingers over the stubble on his chin.

He kissed her. “Are you hungry?”

She nodded. “I can’t believe I skipped lunch. We were so into our conversation that I lost track of time. Let’s get something to eat.”

He took her hand and led her over to a nearby food truck, where they each ordered a chicken bacon wrap, chips, and a drink before returning to their bench. “Give me details,” he said as they opened their wraps.

Darcy’s eyes glistened as she held up her phone. “I look like her, right?”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like