Devin might not be superhuman, but he can hold his own for an old dude. I trust him. You should, too. He cares deeply for your mom, and isn’t about to let anything happen to her.” I gave a light tug on her arms, and she moved into my embrace. My arms wrapped around her waist, offering her reassurance.
She shifted her head, resting her chin on my shoulder. Those blue eyes wandered back to her house. “I hope so,” she muttered. “I really do, because if anything happened to her—”
I swept my lips over her temple. “Nothing will. Travis will still be here to keep patrol of the area.”
Her chin lifted. “For now. Eventually he will follow his heart. He already misses Emma, and she hasn’t even left.”
True.
Angel was stubborn, and I wasn’t sure there was anything I could say that would alleviate her worries. Before I had time to try again, Devin and Chloe stepped out of the house followed closely by Lexi and Travis.
I guess it’s time.
Except when you where dealing with Lexi, time wasn’t of the essence. It only took ten more trips to and from the house to collect forgotten pillows or a bottle of nail polish she couldn’t live without. By the time the car was loaded and ready to go, I was antsy to get on the road.
Last night Angel and I had a heated discussion over whose car we would drive. There was no sense in bringing both. Angel won. Apparently my car was too flashy for college life, and then she brought up that my driving record sucked.
One flipped car and I was never going to live it down.
“You guys got everything you need?” Devin asked, giving Lexi a pointed look.
She scrunched her nose, rolling her turquoise eyes.
“Car gassed up?” Devin started going down his parental checklist.
I might be rash and hotheaded, but I was prepared. “Full tank.”
“I guess all that’s left is to say goodbye,” Devin stated.
We, in our own ways, had been stalling.
Angel took one look at her mom and tears started tracking down her cheeks. My heart seized. We could directly affect each other’s emotions, but what I wouldn’t give to be able to absorb her hurt.
“I can’t believe my baby is going off on her own.” Chloe hugged Angel, and they clung, neither of them ready to let go.
Angel rubbed her eyes. “I promise to come home often. You won’t even know I’m gone.”
Chloe brushed the hair off her shoulders. “Drive carefully.”
Angel’s gaze flashed to mine for a split-second. “I will.”
Then Chloe took me by surprise, which rarely happens. “Take care of my baby,” she whispered, thick emotion clogging her throat. She gave me a tight squeeze.
“Always.” This was one vow I would uphold.
She exhaled slowly. “I know.”
Angel’s mom was still adjusting to the reality of the world we lived in. Demons were real. Evil was real. Hell was very real. And there were people who lived among us that were a bi-product of all the above.
She was doing fairly well, considering what I’d done to her daughter. I’d sucked Angel right smack dab in the middle of my perilous world. No matter how hard I tried to stay away, warn her, or push Angel away, she’d refused to listen. Now she was pretty much condemned, alongside me.
What are boyfriends for?
I often wondered if I had tried hard enough. On a subconscious level, I’d always wanted her. Had I, on a darker plane, known what I was doing? Had a part of me wanted to mix her up in my life because I had wanted her? Desperately?
It didn’t really matter now.
“Oh, and just to be clear. I’m too young to be a grandma. You might be living under the same roof as my daughter, but I expect you to be responsible,” she added, lifting her light brown brows.
Gulp .
Tongue-tied, I gave a slight tip of my head. Sex talks with my girlfriend’s mom weren’t my forte. They were downright awkward.
After we all said our goodbyes, I think even Devin got a little teary-eyed. They stood proudly as we backed down the driveway, waving.
She shifted her head, resting her chin on my shoulder. Those blue eyes wandered back to her house. “I hope so,” she muttered. “I really do, because if anything happened to her—”
I swept my lips over her temple. “Nothing will. Travis will still be here to keep patrol of the area.”
Her chin lifted. “For now. Eventually he will follow his heart. He already misses Emma, and she hasn’t even left.”
True.
Angel was stubborn, and I wasn’t sure there was anything I could say that would alleviate her worries. Before I had time to try again, Devin and Chloe stepped out of the house followed closely by Lexi and Travis.
I guess it’s time.
Except when you where dealing with Lexi, time wasn’t of the essence. It only took ten more trips to and from the house to collect forgotten pillows or a bottle of nail polish she couldn’t live without. By the time the car was loaded and ready to go, I was antsy to get on the road.
Last night Angel and I had a heated discussion over whose car we would drive. There was no sense in bringing both. Angel won. Apparently my car was too flashy for college life, and then she brought up that my driving record sucked.
One flipped car and I was never going to live it down.
“You guys got everything you need?” Devin asked, giving Lexi a pointed look.
She scrunched her nose, rolling her turquoise eyes.
“Car gassed up?” Devin started going down his parental checklist.
I might be rash and hotheaded, but I was prepared. “Full tank.”
“I guess all that’s left is to say goodbye,” Devin stated.
We, in our own ways, had been stalling.
Angel took one look at her mom and tears started tracking down her cheeks. My heart seized. We could directly affect each other’s emotions, but what I wouldn’t give to be able to absorb her hurt.
“I can’t believe my baby is going off on her own.” Chloe hugged Angel, and they clung, neither of them ready to let go.
Angel rubbed her eyes. “I promise to come home often. You won’t even know I’m gone.”
Chloe brushed the hair off her shoulders. “Drive carefully.”
Angel’s gaze flashed to mine for a split-second. “I will.”
Then Chloe took me by surprise, which rarely happens. “Take care of my baby,” she whispered, thick emotion clogging her throat. She gave me a tight squeeze.
“Always.” This was one vow I would uphold.
She exhaled slowly. “I know.”
Angel’s mom was still adjusting to the reality of the world we lived in. Demons were real. Evil was real. Hell was very real. And there were people who lived among us that were a bi-product of all the above.
She was doing fairly well, considering what I’d done to her daughter. I’d sucked Angel right smack dab in the middle of my perilous world. No matter how hard I tried to stay away, warn her, or push Angel away, she’d refused to listen. Now she was pretty much condemned, alongside me.
What are boyfriends for?
I often wondered if I had tried hard enough. On a subconscious level, I’d always wanted her. Had I, on a darker plane, known what I was doing? Had a part of me wanted to mix her up in my life because I had wanted her? Desperately?
It didn’t really matter now.
“Oh, and just to be clear. I’m too young to be a grandma. You might be living under the same roof as my daughter, but I expect you to be responsible,” she added, lifting her light brown brows.
Gulp .
Tongue-tied, I gave a slight tip of my head. Sex talks with my girlfriend’s mom weren’t my forte. They were downright awkward.
After we all said our goodbyes, I think even Devin got a little teary-eyed. They stood proudly as we backed down the driveway, waving.
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