Dear Adam (Pen Pal #1) by Kelsie Stelting

Author:Kelsie Stelting [Stelting, Kelsie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07NRQ9HNS
Published: 2019-02-14T00:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Emerick

I couldn’t see Nora’s face, but I felt my chair move under me and watched Trey’s jaw drop as Nora wheeled me away from him.

She started muttering. “Dirty...rotten...scum bag...”

And despite myself, I laughed. “That’s the best you can do?”

She stopped and came to stand in front of me with her arms folded. “What?”

I looked up at her. “Come on. There has to be a good cuss word or a bad name in there somewhere.”

She tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear, showing a pearl earring. “I don’t cuss.”

“Like ever?” I gave her a yeah-right look. I could think of at least five expletives for that asshat off the top of my head, and another fifteen if she gave me some time.

She shook her head. “Of course not. I have younger siblings, so I have to be a good example. And I’m the student body president. Cussing doesn’t exactly go with the position.”

Yeah, I’d expected the whole class president thing, but siblings? I thought of her two younger sisters coming to the hospital with her and found myself smiling like an idiot. So Nora didn’t just do things to make herself look good. And the whole feisty, not-cussing thing was cute as hell.

But I’d do well to remember who she was here. A well-respected politician’s daughter. And me... I didn’t want to think about it.

She went back to stand behind my wheelchair. “Let’s go find Mr. Roberts.”

We went to the elevator and down to the first floor to find Mr. Roberts in front of the gift shop. After checking each of our selfies and congratulating us, he said we should go to the fifth floor and check out the Senator’s visitor gallery.

Which we did. And it only took about fifteen minutes. And the ridiculousness of the whole situation hit me. Here I was, in this our state’s capitol, with the daughter of Oklahoma’s future governor, and we were looking at stuff on the visitor’s packet?

“Come on,” I said, “there has to be something better to do here. A secret passageway or something.”

She lifted her eyebrows. “This isn’t Hogwarts.”

But I knew weird shit went down in politics. “There has to be something.”

Her eyebrows came together over her dainty nose. “Well. I can show you the guts.”

“Now we’re getting somewhere.”

She went back to the handles of my wheelchair and wheeled me to a service elevator. We rode to the basement, and she turned down a deserted hallway.

She started whispering, probably so her voice wouldn’t echo off all the marble down here. “My sister Amie and I came down here during one of Dad’s press conferences. Mom had her hands full, and we kind of snuck off.” Even now, she looked a little guilty. “But they just told me to watch Amie, so I wanted to do something different.”

“What do you mean?” I twisted to look at her, but she kept her eyes straight forward.

I thought she wouldn’t reply, but finally, she said, “Off the record? It’s not easy being Mom and Dad’s built-in babysitter.

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