Review: My Favorite What If

My Favorite What If by Lyssa Layne
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

3 ⭐⭐⭐ - OK decent reads.
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no other woman will ever measure up to my sweet Caroline.

Finally, she looks up at me, tears already falling down her cheeks. “Smitty, Caroline’s not coming,” she whispers.

My sweet Caroline isn’t coming. Today is not going to be the best day of my life.

I shouldn’t let it still bother me, but it does and all I can picture is Caroline’s face. Every day when I wake up, it’s the first thing I see in the picture frame beside my bed.

This is the closest I’ve been to a woman in over a year.

Caroline is gone. Why can’t I let her go? This is exactly why I haven’t moved on in the past year, but the fact is that I need to.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m okay with messing around and having a good time, but I won’t be someone’s mistake.

Caroline wasn’t a big sports fan, much less an athlete. She tried though, watching Sportscenter every night with me, but I could tell she was never into it.

His hands move to my neck and he looks in my eyes. “Caroline, why are you so good to me?” I shift uncomfortably, not quite sure how to answer.

Who is this Caroline and what did she do to Smitty?

This is it, the first man I’ve been with since Cooper.

Ever since Caroline left, there were tons of women who have flung themselves at me. Of course, there were the random women at the bars and Jules tried to set me up with some of her co-workers. Hell, even Caroline’s cousin asked me out, but I turned them all down because a random fuck wasn’t going to make me feel better and it’s not going to now either.

Sloan pushes off her tip toes to hug her father, who is easily six inches taller than me and I’m six feet. Adoringly, he hugs his daughter and it’s obvious that she’s his little girl. Just like Caroline…

I laugh with her, knowing the feeling all too well. I remember being exactly like her and Will. Caroline and I unable to keep our hands off each other, our always-present smiles, much like Sloan and me this week.

“Because she hasn’t dated, or at least brought any guy around us, since her husband died.”

Until Smitty, I’d only slept with three men, all of whom I loved in some way, one of whom I married. And then there was Smitty…

I run my hand over my hair and take a deep breath. “Yeah, one more thing. Could you swing by my house and hide everything of Caroline’s?”

Maybe that’s why I still have Caroline’s stuff all over my house. Dragging my hands down my face, I try to push the thought away.

Partly, because she looks so stunning, but mainly, so I can block out the vows and what I missed out on with Caroline.

“Caroline had her hair and make-up done, but before she came to the church, she made one more stop, somewhere on Hampton Avenue. Except she didn’t make it to the church. When she was walking back to her car, a drunk driver jumped the curb and hit her.”

He’s definitely not Cooper and he never will be, just like I’ll never be his Caroline. Instead, we’re Smitty and Sloan, our own kind of relationship that is unique and of its own.

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