Deep Surrendering (Episode Two) by Cameron Chelsea M

Author:Cameron, Chelsea M. [Cameron, Chelsea M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adult contemporary romance
Published: 2014-04-12T22:00:00+00:00

“I called you several hours ago, Marisol.” Great. We’d barely started talking and already my mother was angry with me. This was going to be fun.

“I know. I was at the library doing work and I had my phone turned off. Is something wrong?”

She sighed as if I was being the most difficult person ever, and I wondered why I had actually returned her call. “I’m calling because I haven’t heard from you in weeks and I wanted to make sure you were still alive.”

“I’m alive. How are you?” I couldn’t help but bait her.

“There’s no need to speak to me like that, Marisol. You’re my only child, and I worry.”

I was glad she couldn’t see me rolling my eyes. I’d definitely get reprimanded for that. “I know. I’m sorry.” I was required to apologize at least ten times during every conversation we had. Probably more for this one in particular.

She sniffed on the other end and muttered under her breath to someone. Knowing her, she was probably either out to dinner, at a dinner party, or hosting one herself. The woman couldn’t go one day without some sort of fancy function. Hell, the woman made ordering groceries a grand affair.

I waited as she said something else and then came back on the line. “Your father wants to speak with you.”

I’d choose speaking with him over talking to Mom any day.

“Hi, Mari,” he said, his voice tired but cheerful. It was a wonder he could still be cheerful. Mom should have beaten it out of him years ago.

“Hi, Dad. How are you?” Since Mom hadn’t bothered with the small talk.

“I’m well, how are you doing? We were getting a little worried since we hadn’t heard from you. How’s school?”

“It’s good. Busy, but good. How’s work?” Dad worked for one of the top financial advisors in Boston, but compared to Mom, he might as well have been a coal miner. Her money was old and there was plenty of it.

“Oh, your mother is motioning to me. Good to talk to you, Mari. Call us more often and come visit.”

“It was good to talk to you, too. I will.” The second thing I said was a lie.

Mom came back on the line, and I hoped I could wrap this up quickly because I couldn’t really fake an emergency, and forced chitchat with my mother wasn’t really how I wanted to spend my night. I wished I was out at the bar with Chloe, Sloane, and Rory, but they’d all bailed on me tonight. Well, Rory hadn’t answered my text, Chloe had some vague excuse, and Sloane was working. So I was flying solo.

“You can’t just do this, Marisol. We need to hear from you, know what you’re up to. I don’t understand why you’re so stubborn.”

Uh, because you made me that way? I swallowed all my bitter responses and just apologized. Again. I used to have more patience with her, but years of her criticizing everything I did and never showing me a shred of affection had worn me down.

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