Drawn Together
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“Or what?”
She got right in Charlotte’s face then, nose to nose. “Or I will make you. I didn’t grow up in your world. I can’t make a game out of clever insults. I’ll end you. I love Jonah and I have no plans to have you messing around in my relationship. Back. Off. He’s not yours. He’s mine. I’m not giving him up. This isn’t a game to me. This is my life and the man I love. Don’t make this any worse than it is because I won’t lose and we both know it. I love your daughter too. But I’m fairly sure that if you continue your little games, it’s Liesl you’ll have to watch over your shoulder for, and God help you. Now, take your high-class-hooker ass out of here before I let Liesl call the police and you once again hurt your daughter.”
She turned and walked away, leaving Charlotte gaping in the driveway.
Jonah looked worried, but relaxed when she appeared to have no blood on her clothes. She decided to take it easy on him. “I believe your mother said we had people looking for us?”
He grinned and pulled her to him, hugging her tight. “I’m sorry. You know there’s nothing—”
She made a dismissive sound. “Of course I know that. You’d be limping for the rest of your life if I thought otherwise. I’m not going to let her continue to mess with you. She needed to know that.” An interesting thing, as she’d never actually felt the need to mark her territory or defend her man before. Oh, that Jonah, still making her break her rules.
Carrie came over, looking worried. “I heard my mother was here. I told her about you, but not in the way you think.”
Raven took Carrie’s hands. “It’s all right.”
“I told her because I wanted her to know Dad was happy. I thought it would help her let go.”
“Jonah, can you please get me some cider?” Raven motioned toward the back deck where warming stations had been set up with seating. “Carrie and I are going to be out there a while.”
Jonah kissed Carrie’s temple. “Be right back with two ciders and probably some pie.”
Carrie grinned and followed Raven outside. “This way he can watch us without hovering and feeling guilty. Carrie, I’m not mad that you told your mom your dad was dating.”
“I didn’t say that. I told her he was in love and that I figured you two would be married by this time next year. And I’m glad of it. She’s just . . . I feel bad for her. But I didn’t tell her because I think she and my dad should get back together.”
“Look, kid, I promise you, I’m not mad. Even if you had done it that way, I wouldn’t be mad. He’s your dad, you have the right to feel any way you choose about him and me.”
“I never pictured him with anyone like you.”
Raven couldn’t help it, she laughed. “I bet!”
“No. I mean, you’re different than the women in this world. The ones he dated before were like my mom. Do you think I’m like my mom?”
“That’s like making me tell you if your butt looks big in that dress.” Carrie snorted, one brow going up in a very fine imitation of her father. Raven shrugged. “Well, okay, so I have to admit I have trouble not being really frank. But, the truth is, I don’t know her. But I know you. And I know your dad and I know he’s beyond proud of you. And from what I can see he’s got reason. You’re smart and successful and independent. Those are all good things. If your mom has those qualities, then I guess you are.”
“Wow, you were working really hard there.”
Raven snickered. “Your dad has had a good influence on me. Don’t tell him that though. I like to keep him on his toes and perpetually concerned I’m going to say something rude.”
Carrie giggled.
“It’s really not in my best interest, nor is it my place, to say anything negative about your mom. She made you and really, right there that’s all I need to know.”
“She was awful, wasn’t she?”
Raven took a deep breath. She’d tried diplomacy and it was damned hard. Carrie was a smart girl; she knew the truth. “Yes. But it was about me. Not about you. So that’s something you don’t need to be concerned over. She’s in charge of herself. Like you’re in charge of yourself.”
“She’s my mom. She’s supposed to not be like that.”
“My mom is in a mental institution after repeatedly abandoning me and leaving me at the mercies of her horrible family and foster care. Perspective is important.”
Carrie’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I don’t want you to be. Thing is, she’s the way she is. Your mom, I mean. Now she’s not eighty or anything. She could change. But chances are? She won’t. You, on the other hand? You’re seventeen and on the verge of everything. Everything. You come from a great home. Your family adores you. You will fall in love for the first time and get your heart broken terribly. So terribly your father will growl and snarl and buy you things to make it better. And possibly punch the boy responsible in the nose. You will go to college and have roommates. You will graduate and get a real job. You will make friends who will be at your side for the rest of your life and you will find that very right person. You have the chance to walk into your future with your eyes open and arms wide. What your mother is or isn’t can’t hurt you now. Not unless you let it. She’s who she is and what she is. But that doesn’t mean you can’t make better choices. And, I speak from experience when I say it is absolutely one hundred percent all right to build a deep moat around yourself to keep out the people who will harm you either on purpose or because they are not fully formed human beings and only see themselves.”