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Chapters (39)
  1. Dedication
  2. About the Book
  3. 1
  4. 2
  5. 3
  6. 4
  7. 5
  8. 6
  9. 7
  10. 8
  11. 9
  12. 10
  13. 11
  14. 12
  15. 13
  16. 14
  17. 15
  18. 16
  19. 17
  20. 18
  21. 19
  22. 20
  23. 21
  24. 22
  25. 23
  26. 24
  27. 25
  28. 26
  29. 27
  30. 28
  31. 29
  32. Epilogue
  33. Three Years Later
  34. A Note from the Authors
  35. Acknowledgments
  36. About the Author
  37. CoraLee June
  38. About the Author
  39. Carrie Gray

I internally cringed. Surprise, indeed. “Oh nice!” I lied. “Where are you staying?”

“Well, with you, of course.”

I stared at my bedroom door, where on the other side, my naked roommate was ohmmmmming herself to sexual prowess. “Mom, my place isn’t big enough,” I sputtered. “Don’t you think you’d be more comfortable at a hotel?”

“Nonsense!” she replied. “We can get an air mattress and relive the college glory days. I woke up on quite a few frat couches back in my prime. Can we get boxed wine? Gosh, it’s been ages since I’ve slummed it with the cardboard Jesus juice.”

I shook my head. “Sure, Mom. That sounds like fun.”

“And I already checked the football schedule. There’s a home game that weekend! It’ll be so much fun.”

She started rambling about plans and what she was going to wear to the game as I politely listened. After listening to her babble for a minute or two, I faked a meeting to be able to get off the phone.

“A meeting? Amanda, it’s Sunday. Are you just trying to get me off the phone?” she asked, sounding hurt. Oh shit.

“No, Mom. It’s a study group,” I told her. “Text me your travel plans!” I said with as much fake excitement as I could produce. When we hung up the phone, I thought about talking to Shelby to see if she could be anywhere else while they were here, but then I remembered her au natural downward facing dog and winced. I’d just talk to her at dinner.

I sat on my bed and pulled up my calendar to look at what I had going during the time my parents were going to be here. Since they were just going to be here over the weekend, I wouldn’t have any classes. The only thing on my calendar was the game. At least, with my parents there, I might actually know what was going on this time.

I started a list of other things I could take them to do, preferably that didn’t include other people. I could take them on a tour of the campus, show them my favorite spots to study, and maybe I could even introduce them to Dr. Haynes? My mom would love his full head of gray hair. She had a thing for silver foxes. I didn’t think there was that much damage that could be done meeting him. I felt strongly that my parents would behave around a man of Dr. Haynes’s caliber. Oakley, on the other hand, could not happen.

I felt like I had a pretty solid plan to survive next weekend.

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