Ken Carson Smile Novels & Stories

Mean Carson has returned my Carson to me. Is it possible to miss someone even if they are right there with you? “Because I’m gunning for that position, and I didn’t forget. In fact, you’d never be able to compete with my gift.” There it is. That arrogance I’ve come to love. The laid on thick confidence in his voice. The sexy, confident shrug of his shoulder, his voice… fuck I missed him. His smile dims and I want to make it reappear. To beg him to smile at me again. To be his arrogant self.

I said, my voice firm. Mr. Carson peered at my face, noticing my sullen expression. He agreed, "Fine." Relieved, I followed him to his car, and he pulled the door open for me.

Carolson is just a man, after all, and I'm past caring today. I spot Carolson right away. I've seen photos of him before, and he looks exactly like he does in pictures. Today, he's wearing a blue suit that probably cost more than that beat-up car of mine sitting in the employee parking lot. His salt-and-pepper hair is clipped short and straight, and he has a wide politician's smile that he flashes when he catches sight of Mr. Haymore. "Charles," he says, "you've outdone yourself." He sounds like a politician, too. His voice is bright but controlled.

He smiled again, his hand still firm around her waist, oblivious to the camera flashes sparking around them. “And having your towel wrapped across her chest?” Caro snapped, the image still burning in her mind. “Hey ma’am, could you smile a little, please?” a photographer called out, reminding her she was still in front of an audience. Caro forced a smile, one that barely reached her eyes. “Sir, please move a bit closer to her. This is for the company profile banner,” Mr. Samson instructed Davis. Davis pulled Caro closer, their chests brushing. A few flashes later, the camera shutters went silent. Davis now feeling relieved, thought it wise to explain and clear Caro's mind from what she was t

Cara cautioned me and that was when I realized that I had been eating like a hungry dog all this while. I sat properly and adjusted my composure and tried eating like a gentle lady. I started eating the exact way I had seen Lauren eat. I looked up at Alpha Kayden and there... There on his face was a smile! A mind-blowing smile! "That's the first time I am seeing him smile, right?!" I shrieked to Cara. "Of course!!" "A... Alpha Kayden, you're smiling." I pointed out that I wished I had not said that sentence because he frowned deeply immediately after I said that.

Grandma nodded her head, “He loves you, he wants you to come for one of his campaigns, he wants to introduce you to the world as his daughter-in-law.” A proud smile made its way to my face, I glanced at Karisa to see her reaction, and just as expected, she was staring at me with anger. If eyes could kill, her eyes would kill me right now. Karisa twirled her fork on her plate as she plastered a smile on her face. I could see the smile was forced; it didn’t reach her eyes. “Lucky you, you had a good sleep, Beckham and I couldn’t sleep,” A smile played on her face, “We had a long night that’s if you know what I mean.”

“Miss Garrison.” He pushed himself up and kissed my cheek softly. “Logan, to what do I owe this pleasure?” “I see you have an audience up there,” he nodded towards the window. “More like you have a fan base up there.” He smirked and made quick strides around the car to open my door. He took my bag from me and put that into the boot of the car before getting in. He started the car and the engine roared to life. He made quick work of getting out onto the road and into the countryside.

I didn't know I could do that to someone, make them smile when I barely did. We kept on staring at each other for what seemed like ages. Cameron definitely looked much happier than he did earlier. His cheeks were a pretty shade of red. Why were they like that? I look at him with a frown. He shifts from one foot to another. This was very awkward I must say but not uncomfortable. Weird. I finally clear my throat breaking the silence. "Have a nice weekend," I say as I release our fingers. I start walking away but he quickly grabs my hand pulling me closer to him.

I mumbled under my breath and smuggled into the other side of the car, he had a smile on his face, " An ass-ole you're in love with" He mumbles, " You must be fu--cking kidding me" I glared at him, he laughed louder this time, There was something in his laugh this time around, it sounded real and genuine, this was the first time of seeing Karl smile this way, I'm almost smoothened by it. ALMOST!.. TBC

Like I’m a child with a fever? It’s so at odds with his serious, frowning facial expression, it makes me giggle, breaking my tension. He too breaks into a smile. “Just checking.” He shrugs, bad mood dissipating almost as fast as it started. Boyish Carrero shining through finally. “I’m okay … I’m not sick, Carrero.” I flutter, all aggravation of the last two days forgotten so easily. “Promise?” he looks suddenly so very young; I think it’s relief. I can’t ever stay mad at this version of him. That face could melt icebergs when he turns on the adorable.