They both nodded.
“Oh, dear goodness, she is right.” And April had just completed what Kitty’s mama would call a breakthrough. “I’ve been so wrong about everything.”
She loved Jack. She could admit it, and the world didn’t stop. Huh. Okay, then.
April wished she had a laundry pile to lean against. It was so very much wine o’clock even though it wasn’t even five o’clock. She didn’t, though. She had a livestream to get on with. Jack had never failed at fixing before. This he had shared with her. And damn if she’d be his first failure in the world of influencing.
No. She would not disappoint him.
“Maybe we should discuss this after my whole….” April gestured to the lights, the web camera, and the production guy gaping from the kitchen with half a sandwich hanging from his hand.
“You do your web cam whatever.” Kitty pushed herself off the couch. “I’ll call Travis. This will be so fun. I’ve never been in a private plane before, and I have been waiting for just the right reason to convince him to take me on a ride. Do you even know how long I’ve waited to call that man and say, ‘Fuel up the jet!’?”
“MaybeIshould call Travis,” Rachel said, sliding her phone from her pocket.
Kitty snagged the phone before Rachel could do anything but hold it.
“You take care of this.” Kitty pointed to April. “While I deal with this.” She held up the cell.
April needed somebody to put the brakes on this whole shebang until she could get her bearings. Did she love Jack? Yes. Was she going to talk to him? Also, yes. Did she know how she would make that happen? Not right now.
But given that Rachel and Simone were not making any moves to stop Kitty, it would have to be April. Of course it would.
“I’m not committing to anything.” She stood, but the lightheaded, oh-damn-I-fell-in-love-and-didn’t-realize-it feeling forced her to sit again. Which was fine. Sitting was better. She had to do it for the livestream, anyway.
The livestream that was starting in only minutes.
Calm. She was talking about calm and yoga as a family and definitely not backbends during sex or falling in love without realizing it.
“Yet,” Kitty said all singsong, like this was the best day ever. “Youhaven’t committed to anything yet.” She sashayed to the front door. “But you will.”
Just like that, the Kitty tornado moved to the yard and swirled across the street.
Simone shifted, looked to the door. Back to April. Then Rachel. “I should find a sitter, since Yelena and I will be leaving the state,” she said.
Gah. Not Simone, too.
“Does Yelena know all this?” April asked.
“She knew before anybody else.” Simone shrugged. “She’s good at knowing things.”
April’s eyes misted. She put an immediate stop to that. No time to fix her eye makeup. Damn. Damn. Dammit. Damn.
“We’re under control here,” Rachel said, shooing Simone toward the door. “Go find a babysitter.”
“No one is going to need a babysitter,” April assured them, because they could not just pop on a jet and go find Jack. She didn’t even know where his office building was located. Or his apartment. Or…if he still wanted to come back.
Her throat seemed coated with sandpaper.
“See if you can find a sitter for me, too,” Rachel said. “Or scratch that, I’ll call their dad. April’s going to need one, though.”
April was pretty sure her jaw touched the floor, it dropped so quickly. “I… Kent is supposed to take them for the weekend.”
“I’ll book one for her kids, too.” Simone nodded along with her idea. “Because it’s Kent and who knows.”
“You would actually fly with us to L.A.?” April shifted gears because apparently babysitters were happening. But Rachelhatedflying worse than she hated frogs, and she had a total aversion to amphibians since her kids stuck one in her shower without telling her first.
“With Travis as the pilot, yes,” Rachel said, resigned. “I won’t enjoy it, and I’ll probably have to have Kitty fix me a grown-up juice box before we leave so I won’t totally panic on takeoff.”
