The Football Player's Roommate

53.

Her slight frown was immediately replaced it with a spiteful grin. "It always my favorite time of the day hearing your disrespectful remarks."

"Mine too," Theo simpered with a smug look. I watched him dramatically look from her to her hands before he tsked. "Aw. No breakfast in bed today, mother?"

I bit my lip to hold back a snicker but all Mrs. Thompson did was scoff before uncrossing her arms and making quick strides across the room to a small cart loaded with what I'm assuming were more expensive liqueurs and crystal glasses. She plucked a piece of glassware before turning it over and filling it halfway with a smooth, brown liquid.

"A little early for scotch isn't it?" Theo questioned from beside me.

I looked to the clock and noticed it was only eleven in the morning.

"Somehow, I feel like this is going to be the only way for me to get through the day, especially with your smart ass mouth." She took a long swig of the drink and moved towards the tall window to look over the long driveway. "I've got enough going on with the ball tonight, so I'm not exactly in the mood for your shenanigans tonight, Theodore Graham Thompson. You better be on your best behavior. I swear if we have a repeat of three years ago, you will regret it."

A million questions immediately soared to my brain. Theo's middle name was Graham? What happened three years ago? What kind of shenanigans could he possibly have pulled that got under the skin of thee one and only Mrs. Thompson?

All my questions were put on the back burner for now, but I would definitely be asking Theo later. I watched as she finished off her drink without so much as a wince, a sign that she had been drinking for a long while, before she set the glass on a nearby table.

"I'll trust you two to be ready and on your best behavior in time for the party. Theo, I know you won't take long, but Amaya on the other hand—"

She scanned my outfit with a look of disgust, but I was unbothered. I'd already grown used to her...subtlety.

"Mother." Theo warned.

"Right." She lifted her hands in surrender, but couldn't help but keep her smile. "Amaya, Theresa is already waiting for you in your room. Leave us. I have matters to discuss with my son. I'm sure you know the way."

Her eyes referred to the door which she had come in through not all that long ago. I sighed, but looked to Theo, silently asking if he would be okay. He gave me a half-sided smile before giving me a quick nod. I smiled back to him and leaned closer to him before laying a short but sweet kiss on his cheek. But before I pulled away I leaned into his ear and smiled.

"I love you." I whispered with an undeniable grin on my lips before I pulled away just enough to see his face.

"I love you." He whispered back, but oddly enough, his facial features weren't what I had expected.

I had been hoping it would be filled with even the slightest bit of happiness, but instead Theo's face was filled with nothing but hints of despair mixed in with bits of sorrow. It was almost like all moments of happiness before his mother walked in had been erased from his memory.

I knew deep down there had to have been something wrong that he wasn't telling me, but to put my mind at ease I just chalked up Theo's odd behavior to him being in the presence of his mother.

I smiled put to him before I lifted myself from the leather sofa. "I'll see you tonight, then."

"That you will." He chuckled. "I'll be the one in the tux."

I laughed at his crappy joke and waved to him before I pushed my way out the fancy doors of the room. No matter how grouchy Mrs. Thompson was, it wasn't going to bring me down today. Not only did I have an amazing night with Theo, but tomorrow was also the last day I'd be here and that meant today was my last day of dealing with the atrocity that was the rich people life.