Lara Jean Covey Novels & Stories

Lara's pov: I couldn't believe what I heard at all , no way it was possible, I'm just 26 how can my ovulation window close now?, The whole test proves I'm totally fine so where is the complications coming from? I was soo devastated The only thing I could do was hug Dr Jane.. She has been a mother Figure to me right from time , "this.. what do I do "? I was lost, then she spoke up "not as bad as they look , two options"...

Leo exchanged a shocked 'get her the fuck off me' and I found it increasingly difficult not to suddenly guffaw. "Okay class," Katrine said and Leo gave me a 'thank the Goddesses' look when Linda let go of him. She lit the candles and started the meditation music track. Her hipster dreadlocked boyfriend joined her at the front and they turned to face each other "Today's warm-up will including positions and movements that bring out the spiritual link between you, your partner and your unborn child," she began and as we watched Katrine and hipster guy that no one knew the name of getting into the first position Linda immediately started going on and on about her spiritual link with pumpkin pie

On that Thursday night, it seemed even emptier, colder, a cocoon that didn't comfort, only confined. Lara was sitting on the sofa, wearing comfortable clothes—a hoodie and cotton pants—but her body was rigid as a board. In front of her, on the glass coffee table, her laptop was open, displaying a complex spreadsheet she had tried to analyze for hours, without success. The colored cells danced in her vision, making no sense. The hum of the refrigerator in the small kitchen was the only sound, besides the rain.

She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”

Lara shook her head as she went to her bathroom to brush her teeth and also dress up in a casual wear that she had, as she didn't want to wear any of the two previous clothes that Janet had given to her, and the one that Mike bought for her, as Stella had torn the yellow dress but remaining the blue. Lara finally stepped out from her bathroom, and as it was still early at 6:20 a.m., she walked out to her box of clothes and took out a fair green gown and wore it. She rubbed a body coconut oil cream that she had made by herself when she was still in the village, as she couldn't afford to buy an expensive body cream. Just as Lara was through dressing up and applying the coconut oil to her skin,

She got to where he stood. She snaked her arms around his neck and moved closer to him. "What do you think you're doing?" Cole was tired, too tired to pay attention to the gown she was in. Lara had specifically chosen the outfit she was in, a red lace gown that was see through. It barely stopped after her butt. There was a shorter shirt gown in the same colour underneath her outfit. "You know you're not supposed to use my house key without my permission unless it's an emergency." He tried his best to be gentle, resisting the urge to yell her head off. He was tired and needed rest.

Lara replied from her closet. He was about to ask further when she got out of the closet. “Check this one?” She said. Lara was dressed in a pair of tiny cut-off jean shorts and a thin white T-shirt with Popey flexing his muscle in the front. He could just about make out the fact that she was not wearing any beneath the shirt. With that, though, Jacob could not help but feel his throat dry. The image of her just wearing a white towel was clear in his mind.

Hadn't she been busy socializing with Carter, Peter, and the others then? "Allergies aren't easy to fix, are they?" a woman asked. Lauren nodded. "Yeah, they're tough to treat. You've got to catch them early on." She abruptly turned to Rhea and asked, "Don't you agree, Ms. Ravelle?" Another woman said, "Ms. Ravelle's not married, and she hasn't had children yet. How would she know that?" Lauren laughed. "My bad. I forgot." "Did you?" Rhea took a sip of her wine. "I'll come clean. I do actually have six years of experience in raising children. I might have a few thoughts on the subject."

Avery said as it was her turn to hug, and Lara looked at her with gentle eyes before she asked. “Avery, right? I’m sorry you had to see me like that on your first day. I couldn’t even properly introduce myself.” “No, that’s fine, Lara. You didn’t want that to happen.” “Avery. This is Lara Heath. The head of the Cabin Department. She is one of the veterans in the company.” Caden introduced Lara to Avery proudly, and Lara chuckled. “You flatter me, Caden. It is my husband who is the veteran. His father and my husband worked together when Aurora started. But Caden here was the one who built the company to this position in the country.”

It was a compromising situation and it could have happened to anyone, Maria concluded, kicking her shoes off. She had ordered a mini pizza on her way home, now she just had to sit and not overthink. She, however, failed. Maria had a trait of overly analyzing her every move and criticizing the things she did that can't be undone. Growing up with the mindset that all things had to fall in place, this trait of hers could be cut. It's been almost a week since her arrival in the USA and she had nothing to show for it. No broadway personalities, no auditions or casting calls...yet. It would be completely absurd to tell her employers at A.C.E about her wanting this, it would make her seem like she