Girl Love Happens Boxed Set: Books 0-2 by T.B. Markinson

Author:T.B. Markinson [Markinson, T.B.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: T.B. Markinson
Published: 2018-08-01T16:00:00+00:00

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Around eleven that night, I parked the Honda in the parking lot two dorms down from where I lived. I had never intended to stay so long at my mom’s, but the afternoon and evening rushed by before I noticed it was almost nine. Mom veered close to gabbing about more embarrassing stories, but the wine seemed to seize her tongue, and I was able to keep her out of most of the conversations with Erik. Overall, it was a pleasant evening under the moonlight.

Both of us got out of the car.

Erik leaned on the trunk. “Thanks for letting me tag along today. It meant a lot.”

“Not sure I’ll ever recover.”

“Your mom is a trip. Is she always that bad or only when drunk?” He buttoned up his flannel shirt. The temperature outside was rapidly dropping.

“She’s always a challenge, and this was the first time I’ve seen her drunk.”

“Does it worry you?” He motioned for me to sit on the trunk.

I waved off the idea, not having the energy to dissect my mother’s mind-set. “Too cold. Besides, I better get back.”

“I’ll walk you.”

“It’s okay. I usually park in this lot. I’m used to it. What dorm is yours?”

“My marine father would have me shot by a firing squad if I ever let a woman walk home alone after dark. Besides, I’m heading that way to Anders Hall.”

“Chivalry isn’t dead.” I rubbed my bare arms.

“Not in my world.” He peeled his long sleeve shirt off and handed it to me.

I put it on, the fabric still warm from his body heat.

“Come on. Let’s get you warm.” He bent his arm out for me to loop my hand through.

I did.

“I really appreciate you coming today. God only knows how much worse it would have been if it was just the two of us.”

“Your mom is angry. There’s no doubt about that. Are you close with your dad?” He steered us around a group of drunk boys who were clearly ready for the semester to be over.

“Not really. This past week I’ve talked to him on the phone more than I have since leaving home. He’s a pilot,” I explained.

“My dad is the same. Never around.”

“Dads—what can you do?” I said in hopes to obliterate the awkwardness.

We reached the entrance of my dorm.

“Here we are. Thanks for walking me.”

“Hey now. I said I’d walk you home.” He pried the glass door open. “That means to your room.”

“Oh, okay.” Knowing Gemma would be home, my mind filled with ideas of ditching him before reaching the door. “You really don’t have to, though. It’s late.”

He waved me off. “It’s the least I can do. You saved me from spending another Mother’s Day alone.” Sadness tinged his words, ruining my chance of ditching him.

Each step closer to Gemma echoed in my head.

An oblivious Erik continued the march to my impending doom.

When we reached my floor, I whispered, “Shhh. Quiet hours have started.”

He nodded in a way that suggested he understood the true meaning.

Outside the door, I reached into my purse to retrieve the key.

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