The Perfect Guy Page #3

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- He's outside on the phone.

- Mmm.

What?

Girl, you're making me nervous. Stop it!

Carter, this is Alicia.

Hi, Alicia, how are you?

And Karen.

- Well, hello.

- Nice to meet you.

Listen, I have to, uh, run to the...

Sorry, it's a really long drive.

Wow.

Does he have a brother?

Your children are

absolutely beautiful.

Thank you.

- You're very lucky.

Thank you. You're too sweet.

A toast to the most important

job on the planet.

So, how did you

come to appreciate mothers like that?

Single mom raise you?

Just jump right in

with the personal questions.

It's all right.

I'm adopted, actually.

My parents were great,

but they're both gone now, so it's just me.

I'm sorry.

Did you ever try to find

your biological parents?

- Karen!

- Oh...

No desire to.

Why not?

They didn't care enough

about me to keep me.

As a kid, do you know

how that made me feel?

Like I wasn't good enough.

So, why waste time looking for them?

I'm sorry.

- Well, I have to confess...

- Please don't.

No, no, it's just that we heard

a lot of great things about you,

and, frankly, most people

don't live up to the hype.

- Karen.

No, she's right.

You sounded too good to be true.

I mean, I was starting

to think she was lying.

It was laid on a little thick.

But, you're all right.

- Oh, well.

- Yeah, you're all right.

Hmm.

Oh, I think I forgot my key.

I got a spare.

Rusty!

What are you doing out here?

Is everything okay over there?

I heard someone scream.

Hey, Mrs. McCarthy.

It was just Rusty.

He startled me, that's all.

Oh, this is Carter, my boyfriend.

This is Mrs. McCarthy.

Pleasure to meet you.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

I've been wanting

to ask you something.

But I'm afraid it might be too soon.

- Yes.

- I haven't even asked you yet.

For you, it would always be "yes".

Sorry.

Do you wanna come with me this weekend

to my parents', for the Fourth?

It's kind of special,

because it's also my dad's birthday.

Huh.

Don't worry, you're gonna love him.

He's an insane, crazy baseball fan.

Yes.

Nervous?

No.

Just relax and be yourself.

- They're gonna love you.

- All right.

There she is! My girl!

Daddy! Mom!

- Oh, sweetie!

- Hi!

You look good.

- This is for you. Happy birthday.

- Aw!

Oh, thank you.

- Hello.

- Mom, Dad,

this is Carter.

It's so nice to meet you, Carter.

Glad you could make it.

Uh, Mrs. Vaughn, the pleasure is all mine.

These are gorgeous.

- Mr. Vaughn?

- Oh, please!

Evelyn and Roger.

Let's go get some water.

Long drive.

You like baseball?

Love baseball, actually.

I played in high school.

Yeah? What position?

Pitcher.

Well, then, I guess you won't mind

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