my shrink says.”
“Your shrink?” Jax’s voice sounded weary.
“Don’t worry, I’m not a loon. My family just believes therapy is good for the soul.”
“Interesting.”
“Is it? Most of my friends go to therapy. It’s really not a big deal these days.”
“Oh no, are you some stuck-up rich girl?” Jax teased.
“Not exactly. I mean my dad’s a plastic surgeon and makes good money. But I’m not stuck up and I go to community college and drive a Ford Focus. That should count for something, right?”
Jax laughed. “Fair enough. When can I pick you up?”
“I’m ready whenever you are.”
“How about an hour?”
“An hour’s perfect.”
“Bring your bucket list.”
“My what?”
“Your bucket list you told me about last night.”
What the hell? She must have been drunk if she told him she had a bucket list. Karma had never made a bucket list in her life. The only thing she knew about it was from a movie about old guys which she only saw half of. Why the hell did she tell him she had a bucket list? Obviously, she’d had too much to drink. How the hell was she going to get out of this one?
“My list is private.” Hopefully, that would put a stop to the madness.
“No list. No date.”
Okay, so maybe not. Karma blew out a long breath. “Fine, I’ll bring the list. You’re asking a lot, you know.”
“And you’re offering a lot.” She could hear the smile in his voice and couldn’t help but smile herself.
“See you in an hour,” Karma said. She clicked off the phone and looked around in a panic. How in the world was she going to come up with a bucket list? She didn’t even know how long they were supposed to be. Why did she have such a big mouth? Bucket list? Jesus, Karma, you could have come up with something better than that…
“Dad!” Karma yelled down the stairs and he came running up.
“What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong is I’m a complete idiot who doesn’t know how to keep my mouth shut. Apparently, I told Jax I had a bucket list last night, and now he wants me to bring it on the date.”
Her father scratched the top of his head. “A bucket list? A list of things to do before you die? That’s just weird, Karma. Why would you tell him you had one if you didn’t?”
“I don’t know. It was the only thing I could think of for my reason behind the one-night stand.” Karma crossed her arms and leaned against her computer desk. “He’s picking me up in an hour. I have no idea what to put on it.”
Just as she finished speaking, Matt came into her room. “Did I hear you say a bucket list?”
“Yeah.” Karma filled him in on her dilemma.
“Just print one off-line. There are literally tons of them to choose from. I think half the people have the same things on them anyway. I made one a few years ago, but forgot all about it. Maybe I should look into starting mine…”
“Really? I can just print one off of the Internet?”
Matt looked at her like she’d lost her mind. “You can get anything on Google. You should know that, everyone knows that.”
“Maybe she should make up her own list,” her father said, looking over at Matt. “I mean after all, the guy asked to see it. A bucket list says a lot about a person.”
Karma rolled her eyes. “I’m not going to rack my brain to think up a damn list. I like Matt’s idea.” Karma crossed the room and stood on her tiptoes to kiss Matt on the check. “Thank you. You’re a lifesaver.”
Matt shrugged, his face turning slightly pink at the praise.
“So are we going to get to meet this guy?” Karma’s father asked, putting his arm around Matt.
Oh boy. She wondered what Jax would think when he met her two dads. He was such a manly man. And these two were—well, not. But then again, it was her life and her dads were great. And besides, she and Jax weren’t actually dating, it was just a crazy arrangement to ease his conscience.
“Of course, just
“Your shrink?” Jax’s voice sounded weary.
“Don’t worry, I’m not a loon. My family just believes therapy is good for the soul.”
“Interesting.”
“Is it? Most of my friends go to therapy. It’s really not a big deal these days.”
“Oh no, are you some stuck-up rich girl?” Jax teased.
“Not exactly. I mean my dad’s a plastic surgeon and makes good money. But I’m not stuck up and I go to community college and drive a Ford Focus. That should count for something, right?”
Jax laughed. “Fair enough. When can I pick you up?”
“I’m ready whenever you are.”
“How about an hour?”
“An hour’s perfect.”
“Bring your bucket list.”
“My what?”
“Your bucket list you told me about last night.”
What the hell? She must have been drunk if she told him she had a bucket list. Karma had never made a bucket list in her life. The only thing she knew about it was from a movie about old guys which she only saw half of. Why the hell did she tell him she had a bucket list? Obviously, she’d had too much to drink. How the hell was she going to get out of this one?
“My list is private.” Hopefully, that would put a stop to the madness.
“No list. No date.”
Okay, so maybe not. Karma blew out a long breath. “Fine, I’ll bring the list. You’re asking a lot, you know.”
“And you’re offering a lot.” She could hear the smile in his voice and couldn’t help but smile herself.
“See you in an hour,” Karma said. She clicked off the phone and looked around in a panic. How in the world was she going to come up with a bucket list? She didn’t even know how long they were supposed to be. Why did she have such a big mouth? Bucket list? Jesus, Karma, you could have come up with something better than that…
“Dad!” Karma yelled down the stairs and he came running up.
“What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong is I’m a complete idiot who doesn’t know how to keep my mouth shut. Apparently, I told Jax I had a bucket list last night, and now he wants me to bring it on the date.”
Her father scratched the top of his head. “A bucket list? A list of things to do before you die? That’s just weird, Karma. Why would you tell him you had one if you didn’t?”
“I don’t know. It was the only thing I could think of for my reason behind the one-night stand.” Karma crossed her arms and leaned against her computer desk. “He’s picking me up in an hour. I have no idea what to put on it.”
Just as she finished speaking, Matt came into her room. “Did I hear you say a bucket list?”
“Yeah.” Karma filled him in on her dilemma.
“Just print one off-line. There are literally tons of them to choose from. I think half the people have the same things on them anyway. I made one a few years ago, but forgot all about it. Maybe I should look into starting mine…”
“Really? I can just print one off of the Internet?”
Matt looked at her like she’d lost her mind. “You can get anything on Google. You should know that, everyone knows that.”
“Maybe she should make up her own list,” her father said, looking over at Matt. “I mean after all, the guy asked to see it. A bucket list says a lot about a person.”
Karma rolled her eyes. “I’m not going to rack my brain to think up a damn list. I like Matt’s idea.” Karma crossed the room and stood on her tiptoes to kiss Matt on the check. “Thank you. You’re a lifesaver.”
Matt shrugged, his face turning slightly pink at the praise.
“So are we going to get to meet this guy?” Karma’s father asked, putting his arm around Matt.
Oh boy. She wondered what Jax would think when he met her two dads. He was such a manly man. And these two were—well, not. But then again, it was her life and her dads were great. And besides, she and Jax weren’t actually dating, it was just a crazy arrangement to ease his conscience.
“Of course, just
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