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She quirked an eyebrow. “Ty. How is Mr. Hottie?”
Laura had a crush on my childhood friend, but Tyler wasn’t interested. She came on to him several times, but he rebuffed her advances.
I scowled, “He’s fine.”
“He - is - fine. You’re out of your mind. The man practically throws himself at you, and you still don’t want to date him.”
I could hear longing in her voice. She wanted him even though he didn’t want her.
“Dating Ty would be like dating my brother.”
“Send him my way.”
“He’ll be at graduation. He has security detail.”
“I’ll be sure to look for him.”
“What about David?”
She shrugged. “It fizzled. He has to move back to Delaware after graduation. Long distance relationships aren’t my thing.”
Laura’s family lived in Manhattan,, and she would be moving back with her parents, who had an apartment in Midtown. I was glad because I considered her a good friend. It was nice to have people you know living in the same city as you.
“I know what you mean.”
She turned to leave. “I must get in the shower. My parents are meeting me for lunch at The Wyatt today. You want to come?”
I yawned again. “I’m wiped. I think I’ll spend another couple of hours in bed.”
Laura walked away as I rose from the couch, pulling my t-shirt over my panties. This was a coed dorm, and though some of the women and men felt comfortable strolling around in their underwear, I did not. I hurried down the hall to my room. Sadie was still sleeping as I locked the door and slid into bed.
Two hours later, I was awakened by my phone. It was nearing 10 a.m., and I grabbed it from the small shelf next to the bed, where I had dropped it when I came back to the room.
I wiped sleep from my heavy eyes as I answered. “Hi, Mom.”
“How are you?”
I turned onto my back. “Good. Just waiting for graduation.”
“Are you packed?”
“Most of my stuff is at the apartment already.”
My mother sighed loudly. The apartment and living in Manhattan remained a point of contention between us.
“Are you sure I can’t talk you into moving home?” she whined.
I frowned. “Why are you so intent on me moving back home?”
“It’s lonely here. Anders has been working late the past few weeks.”
I turned to my side. “But he won’t forever. You know him.”
“I do, but I would love to have at least one of my children home.”
“Have another baby,” I mumbled.
My mother could since she was in her forties. She tried with Anders, but it never happened. He adopted me and my brothers a few months after they married.
