adrenaline burn through the alcohol in my veins when I saw Shepley holding the surprised man by his collar. Travis was beside him, laughing hysterically until he looked up and saw me watching them. He hit Shepley’s arm, and when Shepley looked in my direction, he shoved his victim backward onto the floor.
It didn’t take me long to figure out what was going on: they had been yanking the guys that were dancing with us off the dance floor and threatening them to stay away from us.
I narrowed my eyes at them both and then made my way to America. The crowd was thick, and I had to shove a few people out of my way. Shepley grabbed my hand before I made it to the dance floor.
“Don’t tell her!” he said, trying to subdue his smile.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Shep?”
He shrugged, still proud of himself. “I love her. I can’t let other guys dance with her.”
“Then what’s your excuse for yanking the guy that was dancing with me?” I said, crossing my arms.
“That wasn’t me,” Shepley said, quickly glancing at Travis. “Sorry, Abby. We were just having fun.”
“
“What’s not funny?” America said, glaring at Shepley.
He swallowed, shooting a pleading look in my direction. I owed him a favor, so I kept my mouth shut.
He sighed in relief when he realized I wouldn’t rat him out, and then he looked at America with sweet adoration. “Wanna dance?”
“No, I don’t wanna dance,” she said, walking back to the table. He followed her, leaving Travis and I standing together.
Travis shrugged. “Wanna dance?”
“What? Megan’s not here?”
He shook his head. “You used to be a sweet drunk.”
“Happy to disappoint you,” I said, turning toward the bar.
He followed, pulling two guys from their seats. I glared at him for a moment, but he ignored me, sitting down and then watching me with an expectant expression.
“Are you gonna sit? I’ll buy you a beer.”
“I thought you didn’t buy drinks for girls at the bar.”
He tilted his head in my direction with an impatient frown. “You’re different.”
“That’s what you keep telling me.”
“C’mon, Pidge. What happened to us being friends?”
“We can’t be friends, Travis. Obviously.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want to watch you maul a different girl every night, and you won’t let anyone dance with me.”
He smiled. “I love you. I can’t let other guys dance with you.”
“Oh yeah? How much did you love me when you were buying that box of condoms?”
Travis winced and I stood up, making my way to the table. Shepley and America were in a tight embrace, and making a scene while they kissed passionately.
“I think we’re going to the Sig Tau date Valentine’s party again,” Finch said with a frown.
I sighed. “Shit.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
hellerton
America hadn’t been back to Morgan since her reunion with Shepley. She was consistently absent at lunch, and her phone calls were few and far between. I didn’t begrudge them the time to make-up for the time they’d spent apart. Truthfully, I was happy that America was too busy to call me from Shepley and Travis’ apartment. It was awkward hearing Travis in the background, and I felt a little jealous that she was spending time with him and I wasn’t.
Finch and I were seeing more of each other, and I was selfishly thankful that he was just as alone as I was. We went to class, ate together, studied together, and even Kara grew accustomed to having him around.
My fingers were beginning to numb from the frigid air as I stood outside Morgan while he smoked.
“Would you consider quitting before I get hypothermia from standing here for moral support?” I asked.
Finch laughed. “I love you, Abby. I really do, but no. Not quitting.”
“Abby?”
I turned to see Parker walking down the sidewalk with his hands shoved in his pockets. His full lips were dry under his red nose, and I laughed when he put an imaginary cigarette to his mouth and blew out a puff of misty air.
“You could save a lot of money this way, Finch,” he smiled.
“Why is everyone trashing on my smoking habit today?” he asked, annoyed.
“What’s up, Parker?” I asked.
He fished two tickets from his pocket. “That new Vietnam movie is out. You said you wanted to see it the other day, so I thought I would grab us some tickets for tonight.”
“No pressure,” Finch said.
“I can go with Brad if you have plans,” he said with a shrug.
“So it’s not a date?” I asked.
“Nope, just friends.”
“And we’ve seen how that works out for you,” Finch teased.
“Shut up!” I giggled. “That sounds fun, Parker, thanks.”
His eyes brightened. “Would you like to get some pizza or something before? I’m not a big fan of theater food, myself.”
“Pizza’s great,” I nodded.
“That’s uh…that’s good, then. The movie’s at nine, so I’ll pick you up at six thirty or so?”
I nodded again and Parker waved goodbye.
“Oh, Jesus,” Finch said. “You’re a glutton, Abby. You know that’s not going to fly with Travis when he gets wind of it.”
“You heard him. It’s not a date. And I can’t make plans based on what Travis is okay with. He didn’t clear it with me before he brought Megan home.”
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?”
“Probably not, no.”
We sat in a corner booth, and I rubbed my mittens together, trying to get warm. I couldn’t help but notice we were in the same booth Travis and I sat in when we first met, and I smiled at the memory of that day.
“What’s funny?” Parker asked.
“I just like this place. Good times.”
“I noticed the bracelet,” he said.
I looked down at the sparkling diamonds on my wrist. “I told you I liked it.”
The waitress handed us menus and took our drink orders. Parker updated me on his Spring schedule, and talked about the progress in his studies for the MCAT. By the time the waitress served our beers, Parker had barely taken a breath. He seemed nervous, and I wondered if he wasn’t under the impression that we were on a date, regardless of what he’d said.
He cleared his throat. “I’m sorry. I think I’ve monopolized the conversation long enough.” He tipped his beer bottle and shook his head. “I just haven’t talked to you for any length of time in so long, that I suppose I had a lot to say.”
“It’s fine. It has been a long time.”
Just then, the door chimed. I turned to see Travis and Shepley walk in. It took Travis less than a second to meet my stare, but he didn’t look surprised.
