Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 174

Chapter 174

As the new year approached, I noticed the guys had many hushed conversations, huddled together, then quickly breaking apart, giving me the most innocent looks and assuring me nothing was happening. I didn't believe them for a minute but decided to let them keep their secret. I'm sure I would find out soon enough anyway.

Something was even more apparent when Patrick appeared in the library next to the overstuffed chair I had turned into mine, where I had gone to curl up with one of my new books after breakfast. I gave him a questioning look over the top of my book, thinking he had left to go into the city since it was a Monday.

"Love, would you like to go have lunch with me?"

"Sure, do you still have to go into the city today?"

"No, plans changed; that's why I thought you might enjoy a date with me."

"Okay, just give me fifteen minutes to change, and then we can go," I told him, setting my book aside and following him out of the room.

Fifteen minutes later, Patrick held my hand, leading me out to the car and opening the pasanger door. I smiled at him as he gave me a quick kiss before shutting my door, going to the driver's side, and climbing in.

When we pulled into the parking lot of a sporting goods store, I gave him a curious look.

"I just need to run in and pick up something really quick. Do you mind waiting in the car? It will just take a minute."

up?" I asked, trying not to giggle at the look of panic on his face. "Oh, just some golf balls that

stop giving him a hard time, but watching him panic and try to come up with plausible reasons for this stop was fun. I was looking forward to whatever

and promised to wait in the car with the doors locked until he returned. With a relieved sigh and a quick kiss, he hurried into the store, and not even five minutes later, he came back out with two large bags. After he

bags of golf balls," I said, grinning. Patrick

town that's good. Are you okay with that

to me,"

spot in front of the

was like being transported back in time. A jukebox was in the corner, and a red vinal covered the stools along the long counter. Booths lined the wall, and tables were scattered in between. Waitresses in blue and white

the corner; we had just slid into our seats when a waitress around our age came over, handing us two menus and staring at Patrick like he was her next meal and she was starving. I smirked when he completely ignored her as he opened

He said, closing his menu and handing it to her. The waitress huffed and began to turn away without taking my

girlfriend's order," He said, ignoring her attempts to shove her breasts in his face. Huffing a put-upon sigh,

She asked in

her, linking my hand with Patrick when he reached for

giving me a dirty look, like it was my fault, Patrick completely ignored her attempts at flirting, and she flounced off to the kitchen. "Bitch," I grumbled as Patrick squeezed my

he

how busy they were, our food came out quickly, and I said a silent prayer that she hadn't spit in my

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