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"You don't have to sit with me." Garrick says as soon as Middle or he guessed Mira sets her tray the seat in front of him Their first day back in Samara. "Just cause I am the only marked one here and Xaden is too important for actual soldier work doesn't mean I need the company."
"Who says I am doing this for you, Tavis?" Middle Sorrengail said as she started to eat.
"My apologies I must have been smoking too much churram. Why else would you decide to sit with a lowly second lieutenant and a marked one at that?" Garrick replied without lifting his gaze from his food and continuing to eat.
After a few minutes. of silent eating Middle broke the silence. "You seem to have a good reputation around here."
"Yep."
"I mean not that it is surprising. You are a good fighter, good at following orders, keep your head down and don't seem to cause much trouble." She continued.
"Remind me to write that in my resume next time I have to apply for a job." Damn his smart mouth. She may be Violet's sister but she still out ranked him and was formidable.
"Why?"
"Why what Middle?" Not her name idiot. Wise dragon the one he bonded.
Garrick didn't have time to even think about correcting himself when she asked, "Middle?"
"Look I mean no offence but there is too many of you goddamn Sorrengails and the last name leaves an ashy taste in my mouth if you understand my meaning. Brennan is just that because that's what I have called him for close to seven years." Garrick noticed her eyes narrowing at the mention of him but Garrick couldn’t care less. That was their issue, and while Xaden loved secrets, Garrick was partial to brutal honestly. "Your sister used to be little Sorrengail until my idiot best friend became infatuated with her. Now I call her Violet and it is still weird. You scare me."
"Good." She managed to interrupt with a smirk.
"but not as much as your sister. No offense but if you had seen her do what I have you'd understand." Middle shook her head noncommittally. Still not her name. " I don't think you'd really appreciate me calling you by your first name let alone thinking of you by that sooooo…. Middle."
"I hate it."
"Yes well there is a lot to hate about a lot of things in this world." Garrick said with a shrug.
"Are you always like this?"
"Like what?"
"Surly and sarcastic."
"You have met my best friend."
"And your girlfriend, actually yeah ties in."
"I don't have a girlfriend."
"If you say so big guy."
Garrick put his cutlery aside and finally gave the woman in front of him his full attention. "What the fuck are you talking about Middle?"
"Imogen." A single terrifying word.
"Not. Mine."
"Doesn't mean you aren't hers. Anyway I didn't sit here to talk about your very pathetic love life."
"Oh yeah?" He said now crossing his arms. "What did you want?"
"Not actually sure. I just didn't want to talk with the shit heads in the other tables.”