Indigo
“Hi Mom, what did you make? Please tell me it’s the Swedish meatballs and those insane garlic mashed potatoes,” Demetrius said, momentarily leaving my side and lifting his mother into a hug. She never once took her eyes off me the whole time, and I didn’t know what to think.
“You know I did; those are your favorite, and I want to make sure the first meal we share with your mate is a memorable one. Introduce us,” she said after she’d been placed back on her feet.
He then came back and took my hand, pulling me further into the room to stand before his mom. “Mom, this gorgeous woman before you is my moon and my stars. My air, my light, and my heartbeat. This is my Indigo. Baby, this my mother, Christine Carter.”
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