League of Her Own (Carmichael Series #2)✔️

Irresponsible

**I am v sorry, but I just realized I totally neglected to update yesterday?? I blame it on the paper I was rigorously trying to write for my english class. I've still made no progress with it yet, but I'm hoping that it'll somehow come to me. #pray4me. Also, PLEASE POINT OUT ANY GRAMMAR OR SPELLING MISTAKES YOU SEE. I edit every part before I upload (something I didn't use to do) but I'm only human and there are always those little things you miss. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter!!**

Troy's POV

I made my way back to my dorm room with a lazy stride. I stopped right outside of the door having heard Aurora's muffled voice on the other side speaking to someone. It had been a week since we'd arrived back from Fall Break and she's been caught up at random times of the day with mysterious phone calls. I really didn't want to pry into something that she wasn't ready to share with me yet, but dammit! I'm her boyfriend. I want her to feel comfortable enough with me to come to me whenever she needs help, or just someone to talk to. I want to be the one she confides in.

Pressing my ear to the thin fake wood, I strained to make out the words that were being spoken on the other side. I thanked my lucky stars that no one was being loud and obnoxious in the hallways like they usually are – it made it a hell of a lot easier to decipher what she was saying.

"I'm not going to sugar coat this for you because you deserve to hear the truth, Honey. The situation isn't looking too good. The fact that he's only served a couple years is the main battle we're having. We've gotten in contact with numerous other lawyers who also believe we could reopen the case with the same claim you'd used at first. Plus, he'll have a better team behind him this time, but it might be a long, painful process." I knew that voice. I could place that voice anywhere. My mother was the one she was on the phone with, and now I was more confused than ever.

"Honey, you need to tell him. When he finds out, he's going to be angry that he wasn't able to be there for you. I'm telling you this from years of experience. There's no use in keeping him in the dark." My curiosity spiked at her words.

Unlocking and pushing the door open in record timing, I knew for a fact I'd caught Aurora off guard. Her phone slipped from her hand as she jumped in fright before she scrambled to pick it up. Taking the phone off of speaker, she whispered a hushed promise to call back later before abruptly hanging up.

"Who was that?" I asked, testing to see if she'd lie to me. My heart hammered in my chest as I awaited her reply. She bit her lip as she slowly glanced between her phone and myself. She seemed to be at a war with herself as to what she should tell me.

"Your mom..." She finally replied, fumbling with her fingers in an attempt to busy herself from having to look at me. I released the breath I didn't even know I was holding while my body relaxed. At least she's not lying to me.

"How come?" I asked curiously. She cleared her throat before crossing her arms over her chest and shrugging.

"I don't talk to my own mother much, and yours gives really good advice. Plus, I just like talking to her." She admitted, looking apprehensive for my reply.

"Why are you giving me that look? I love that you and mom get along so well, baby. It makes me ecstatic. Especially after the disaster that was the morning after we'd arrived." I said with a tense laugh.

"God, that was awful. We're never having sex when we're visiting family ever again." She stated adamantly. I jerked my head to the side immediately, looking at her with a horrified expression.

"Woah, woah, woah. Let's not make that hasty of a decision so quickly. The next time we visit will last a lot longer, but I won't if you make me go the whole time out without being inside of you. I'm addicted to you already and we've only done it twice." I growled out, getting hard just at the thought of having her right here, right now. Her cheeks turned a bright shade of red, and I knew she was thinking of all the naughty things we'd done last night after I'd kicked Chad's ass out of our room.