This Love of Mine (Raine Series #1)

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could
see the anger in his eyes and I wasn't going to let him ruin one of the best
nights I have had with a girl. "Its not what you think, Sir."
    "No?
Because how I see it, you didn't think you had to listen to me, and you went
searchin' for that poor girl. She doesn't need people like you comin' and goin'
in and out of her life."
    "It's
not like that Grandpa, I mean Sir. I was just up there smokin' when she came up
to where I was. We just talked. Honest to god, I was goin' to walk away, but
she heard me and asked me to stay." The last part was kind of a lie, but I
was eighteen and didn't need to answer to anyone. "And what do you mean,
people like me?" Now I was starting to get pissed.
    "Ah
boy, I just meant people who have no plans of ever makin' a life here. She is
here for good now. She has school to finish and I reckon she won't be movin'
anytime soon. You on the other hand, are leavin' in two days for Arizona and
who knows when you'll be back."
    My head
shot up in shock, how did he know that I was leavin'? What the hell. The only
people I had told were Glenn. "How did you find out?" I muttered.
    "Sit,
Madison. NOW!" I did as I was told, not wanting to add fuel to the fire by
disobeying him. "Son, I know I'm old, but I ain't dumb or blind. I have
been goin' to every one of your games since you were old enough to start
playin'. When I saw those scouts at your last game, I knew you were goin' to
find somethin' that suited you better than this ranch. I've known since you
graduated, boy. I heard your buddy Glenn talking about it to that one little
lady you was dating not too long ago. Y'all may not be together anymore, but
she has a bit of a trap on her. So Arizona State huh?"
    I could
see the sadness creeping into his expression. I didn't want to hurt him, but
this was something I needed to do, for me. "Yes, Sir. Arizona State is
where I'm gonna be playin' ball. I'm due to report to training camp in about
two weeks. I needed the extra time to pack up the house and get everything
ready to go."
    "Hmm."
Was all he managed to choke out.
    I didn't
expect a longer response. Hell, I didn't even expect him to be happy for me,
but I didn't so much as even get a congratulations. I stood up from my chair
and headed for the door. "Goodnight, Sir."
    "Goodnight
Madison."

Chapter
13
    Kayla
    The
mid-morning sun was shining excruciatingly bright through the small open
window. My corneas felt like they were on fire as I tried to see through my
squinted eyes. There was a small breeze moving the old tattered curtain back
and forth and I swear I contemplated getting up, but I had a major Vicodin
hangover. I rolled over on the small bed, pulling the comforter with me and
over my head, when I saw someone sitting in the chair across from me. I shot
straight up and almost started screaming, before I recognized my grandmother's
aging face.
    "Holy
hell, Grandma. You just about gave me a heart attack." I clutched my chest
with one hand as I ran my long fingers through my hair.
    "Don't
need any of that, now do we." She giggled. "Now get up and get
dressed darlin', we have things to do today."
    I nodded
and then quickly remembered that I had made plans to meet Madison at noon.
"Hey Grandma, what time is it?"
    "It's
almost eight thirty, now get movin'." She patted my head like a puppy and
I couldn't help but smile.
    I knew I
didn't have time for a shower, so I threw on my reserve outfit from my small duffle
bag that I had managed to escape with. It wasn't much, but I was in the country
and I highly doubted anyone cared what I wore. I pulled on the white denim
shorts and canary yellow tank top, before running a brush through my hair and
brushing my teeth. Because I was seeing Madison later, I swiped a bit of
mascara on my lashes and headed out. I had left my house with my converse
shoes, but I remembered that last summer my grandma had bought me a new pair of
cowboy boots that she kept tucked away in the hall closet for when I came to
visit. I searched my

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