Time Out: A Holiday Sports Romance by Amanda Heartley

Author:Amanda Heartley [Heartley, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: New adult romance, sports romance, contemporary romance, Erotic Romance
Publisher: Heartley Publishing
Published: 2016-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

Avery

“Because, dear,” my mom said slowly—purposefully slow—as I waited for a response. I wasn’t sure if she was dragging it out to punish me for something—what, I had no idea—or if I was just overreacting to the surreal moment. “Randy and I are, well… well…”

She paused, maddening me even more, to consider her boyfriend. “You tell them,” she gushed at Craig’s dad, clearly smitten—and nauseatingly so. “It’s all too much for me at the moment.”

“What’s too much for you?” I gasped, exasperated at their childish antics. “What moment? What the hell is going on here?”

“We’re getting married,” Dr. Robinson announced, interrupting me and rattling the silverware on his placemat with his trembling hands as they continued to grip the edges of the table on either side of him.

“W-w-what?” I stammered, literally thinking I’d misheard them. Or maybe I just didn’t want to believe what my ears were actually hearing. Either way, my stomach clenched tight, my heart hammered in my chest and my face flushed with shock and surprise.

Craig sat frozen, pale faced and slack jawed, his beer bottle halfway to his mouth, skin pale and ashen as if he’d just seen a ghost. “W-w-what?” he stammered in a pale imitation of my own shocked response. “The hell are you talking about?”

His words came out accusingly, my head nodding in agreement as my world fell apart. The implications of my mother and Craig’s father marrying was too weird to even consider. And yet, looking at the happy couple as they gave off body language that would shock a whorehouse Madame, I couldn’t deny what was right in front of me—no matter how sick it made me or how hard I tried.

“I told you they’d be excited,” Mom gushed to Professor Robinson, who I’d apparently being calling Dad soon—very soon from the look of it—as he sat there looking elated in his ridiculous fedora and striped sweater combo.

“Shocked is more like it,” I harrumphed, stabbing the steaming dumpling on my plate as if it was the one currently ruining my life. It looked like I felt—used, shattered, torn and bleeding in a pile of wilting plum sauce. “I mean… how long have you two known each other?”

Dr. Robinson looked from me back toward my mom, his gaze full of sickening adoration. “Long enough to know I can’t live without her,” he beamed as if Craig and I were no longer at the table.

“And longer than I needed to for me to know he’s the one,” my mom said, ignoring us as well. It was clear she only had eyes for Craig’s dad, and that our presence at the table that night was merely obligatory. They had to tell us sometime, why not over Thanksgiving dinner?

While they gazed adoringly into each other’s eyes, the room seeming to fall away around them, I glanced back at Craig. His eyes looked helpless, his face frozen in shock. I slumped down in my chair, admiring how beautiful he looked even wearing a deer in the headlights expression.

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