Love Her: A Single Mom Meets Ex-Military Soldier Romance (Military Men of Lexington Book 3) by Andrea Johnston

Author:Andrea Johnston [Johnston, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andrea Johnston
Published: 2020-07-22T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Felicity

Call me a chicken but there was no way I was going to tonight’s practice. Does that make me a bad parent? Maybe. More importantly, it’s also necessary for my mental health. I need to wrap my brain around how I’ll maneuver around all the townspeople at the baseball field. If only I’d paid attention to the team roster when it was emailed to us. Maybe then we could have all avoided the awkwardness on the field.

Owen was cordial enough, not shunning me or shaming me in front of Connor. Of course, the look of horror on his face when his friend placed a hand on my back was awkward enough. I can’t say I blame him. His group of friends have always been the people I’ve had the most animosity with. From? Truthfully, it’s a mutual level of dislike and all the words and actions that go along with it.

As I watch Clem muddle through her own issues with classmates, I see it from a unique perspective. Now, my mama bear instincts have me reassessing my viewpoint in my own relationships. Hindsight is a beautiful thing. Except when you realize your actions stemmed from one emotion. Jealousy. I was so damn jealous. Everything came easy to Ashton and Piper. Their friendship and popularity never wavered. Of course, part of that popularity came by the way of Ashton’s older brother. The boy I crushed on from afar most of my life. Like all the girls in our school, Bentley Sullivan was the unattainable upperclassman we all crushed on.

“Mom, are you going to make your move?”

Startled, I almost knock my glass of wine off the table. Clem snickers while my mom gasps at the potential loss of her precious wine. Rolling my eyes, I make quick work of my cards before I shout, “Uno!”

Groaning, Clem throws her arms on the table, her head banging on the wood. My girl definitely has a flair for the dramatics. My potential for victory is short-lived when my mom joins the one card club and then Clem drops down a draw four on her turn.

Mom rises and grabs the bottle of wine from the refrigerator, topping off both our glasses. We continue to play, enjoying our girls’ night while my dad is at practice with Jacob. Spending time with Clem has eased my guilt for not going to practice. Or maybe that’s the wine. Who’s to say?

“Okay, Clem, it’s time for your shower.” She fusses but gathers the cards from the table, putting them in the cardboard container. With the box in her hand, she slips around the table and wraps her arms around my neck. “Love you, Mama.”

“Love you too, baby. Now go on and get in the shower before your brother gets home.”

Lifting my wine glass to my lips, I lean back in my seat and savor the tartness on my tongue. I can feel my mom’s stare but do my best to ignore it, finding the grain of the wooden table I’ve sat at most of my life fascinating.

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