I sit next to her, looking for some kind of comfort her presence can give me. “You won’t believe this,” I say, anger lacing my words. She closes her book, putting a blank piece of paper to mark the page in it. Sitting up, she leans against the wall, her shoulder bumping against mine playfully. “Meeting the parents no fun then?” She giggles, but stops suddenly when she meets my glare. “His family was great even though they think we’re an item. They wouldn’t listen to a word we said, but they are very sweet and obviously care about Duke very much.” I can’t help the little smile that creeps across my face at the thought of his sister and mother giving me a big hug before we left. His father didn’t hug me, but he squeezed my shoulder warmly and gave me a smile that could almost put his son’s to shame. “I put my money on your tattooed TA then.” The twinkle in her eyes doesn’t match my mood at all. She’s enjoying herself a little too much for all the crap going on between Duke and me. “It’s not funny, Kate.”
