I’m on a mission. I have every intention of succeeding, feeling even more confident when we find a place to park among the many vehicles.
Not as if there were any other way to dress but simple, I’m wearing a dark pair of jeans and a white polo shirt. Nothing over the top, but nothing down in the dumps either. Marley leads the way and she obviously knows a lot of people at JWU. I was somewhat surprised when Jere picked her up from an apartment near our campus. A quick glance tells me that most of the people here are part of the hockey world at James Wayne, and they know that Jere and I are not.
I see Presley before she sees us. She’s standing near an air hockey table, surrounded by her brother’s teammates while he and another guy play. Presley seems to be in her comfort zone and laughs when one of the guys bumps her shoulder and says something to her. We follow Marley further into the room as she makes her way to Presley, who catches sight of us.
Her glances switch from Marley to me and back. I smile an all-knowing grin full of arrogance.
“Pres, you see that?” Trevor asks with a quick look at his sister, who doesn’t even acknowledge him. Following her line of vision, Trevor looks over to see Jere and I as Marley left Jere’s side to go to Presley. “What the hell are you doing here?” he asks, causing everyone’s attention to turn to us.
“Marley invited us,” Jere says easily.
Trevor looks back at Marley, who says, “Sorry, Trev. They won’t be any trouble, I promise.”
“We didn’t cause any trouble Friday with your girls, McCarthy. Isn’t that right, Presley?” I smile.
Presley opens her mouth, but Trevor beats her to it. “What is he talking about, Presley?”
Uh oh. Looks like little Miss Presley isn’t as close to Trevor as I thought to leave out where she was Friday. I can’t help but smirk at her while her eyes frantically move between her brother and myself. She straightens her shoulders, composing herself.
“I was with Marley, Trevor. Get a grip. We just went to their after party since she’s dating Jere.”
Everyone’s attention is on Presley, her twin, and me. The guys seem to squeeze even tighter as if forming a shield around her. They won’t be able to stop me from getting to her though. Trevor seems to be debating what to say so I speak up one last time.
“I even got her home safely, McCarthy. Nothing to worry about with me.” I want so desperately to laugh, but I manage not to let it slip.
Anger dominates Trevor’s features as he faces me. He steps forward and when he does, his teammates do as well. He closes the distance between us, and the laugh bubbles up again. He’s four inches shorter than me and I’m built more than he is. I’m not the least bit concerned, and McCarthy knows that.
“Stay away from my sister, Carr. Don’t underestimate me.”
Easy does it, I think as I raise my hands in surrender. “Take it easy, man. I just gave her a ride. That’s all. I was a gentleman, in fact. Wasn’t I , Pre s ?” I smile shortening her name as he did.
“Get over yourself, Levi. Trevor, just leave it alone,” she says, pushing her way through the group of men and coming to stand beside her brother.
“We aren’t here to cause any trouble,” Jere adds. “Just to hang out with Marley.”
Trevor steps to the side and brushes against my shoulder as he walks past. A chuckle escapes, but Presley brings my attention back to her.
“You’re an ass, you know that.” It’s all she says as she follows her brother to the other room.
“Sorry about that, Jere,” Marley tells him, completely ignoring me. It doesn’t matter, though. I don’t need Marley to like me. I hang with Jere and Marley, listening to their conversation and inputting here and there. Being the third wheel is a little awkward, but I don’t pay too much attention to it. Then I notice my favorite redhead stomping over to me. She snatches me by the arm and pulls me away from the throng of
Not as if there were any other way to dress but simple, I’m wearing a dark pair of jeans and a white polo shirt. Nothing over the top, but nothing down in the dumps either. Marley leads the way and she obviously knows a lot of people at JWU. I was somewhat surprised when Jere picked her up from an apartment near our campus. A quick glance tells me that most of the people here are part of the hockey world at James Wayne, and they know that Jere and I are not.
I see Presley before she sees us. She’s standing near an air hockey table, surrounded by her brother’s teammates while he and another guy play. Presley seems to be in her comfort zone and laughs when one of the guys bumps her shoulder and says something to her. We follow Marley further into the room as she makes her way to Presley, who catches sight of us.
Her glances switch from Marley to me and back. I smile an all-knowing grin full of arrogance.
“Pres, you see that?” Trevor asks with a quick look at his sister, who doesn’t even acknowledge him. Following her line of vision, Trevor looks over to see Jere and I as Marley left Jere’s side to go to Presley. “What the hell are you doing here?” he asks, causing everyone’s attention to turn to us.
“Marley invited us,” Jere says easily.
Trevor looks back at Marley, who says, “Sorry, Trev. They won’t be any trouble, I promise.”
“We didn’t cause any trouble Friday with your girls, McCarthy. Isn’t that right, Presley?” I smile.
Presley opens her mouth, but Trevor beats her to it. “What is he talking about, Presley?”
Uh oh. Looks like little Miss Presley isn’t as close to Trevor as I thought to leave out where she was Friday. I can’t help but smirk at her while her eyes frantically move between her brother and myself. She straightens her shoulders, composing herself.
“I was with Marley, Trevor. Get a grip. We just went to their after party since she’s dating Jere.”
Everyone’s attention is on Presley, her twin, and me. The guys seem to squeeze even tighter as if forming a shield around her. They won’t be able to stop me from getting to her though. Trevor seems to be debating what to say so I speak up one last time.
“I even got her home safely, McCarthy. Nothing to worry about with me.” I want so desperately to laugh, but I manage not to let it slip.
Anger dominates Trevor’s features as he faces me. He steps forward and when he does, his teammates do as well. He closes the distance between us, and the laugh bubbles up again. He’s four inches shorter than me and I’m built more than he is. I’m not the least bit concerned, and McCarthy knows that.
“Stay away from my sister, Carr. Don’t underestimate me.”
Easy does it, I think as I raise my hands in surrender. “Take it easy, man. I just gave her a ride. That’s all. I was a gentleman, in fact. Wasn’t I , Pre s ?” I smile shortening her name as he did.
“Get over yourself, Levi. Trevor, just leave it alone,” she says, pushing her way through the group of men and coming to stand beside her brother.
“We aren’t here to cause any trouble,” Jere adds. “Just to hang out with Marley.”
Trevor steps to the side and brushes against my shoulder as he walks past. A chuckle escapes, but Presley brings my attention back to her.
“You’re an ass, you know that.” It’s all she says as she follows her brother to the other room.
“Sorry about that, Jere,” Marley tells him, completely ignoring me. It doesn’t matter, though. I don’t need Marley to like me. I hang with Jere and Marley, listening to their conversation and inputting here and there. Being the third wheel is a little awkward, but I don’t pay too much attention to it. Then I notice my favorite redhead stomping over to me. She snatches me by the arm and pulls me away from the throng of
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