Dottie left and Tyler flopped down on the couch. “So, how bad was it?”
“How bad was what? I adore your mom. She is like the sweetest thing ever.”
“At least you are not running out of here screaming.”
“No, but I will have to be leaving in a bit. I have to get home and shower. I have dinner at my parents’ house tonight.”
“Do you have to go?” Tyler groaned.
“Yes, unfortunately. If you want, I can call you when I get back home and maybe you can drop by.”
“I think that I would like that. Until then, I would like you to come over here and curl up with me. We didn’t get the chance this morning.”
“I think that I can do that for a little bit.” Libby sat on the couch and leaned into Tyler. "So, your mom told me you would talk about me a lot."
"I knew I should have just had her come back. Yo
