I glance down at my workout clothes and realize I need to change; we have work to do. I glance at him lounging on the couch, still watching me, and I feel better and lighter. He drives me crazy sometimes, but at least Jake isn’t someone who harbors moods or anger for very long. Generally, he has a sunny manner. Well, except towards his father.

The thought makes me smile. Sunny. Never thought I’d associate that word with Jake Carrero.

“Are you going to get changed?” I ask ...