/Amber's pov/
Mike proudly rubbed my back softly and smiled at me, saying, "Actually, Mom, she's here right now." My entire body felt a bit heated as his eyes drilled into mine. Pat sprang to her feet and wiped her hands on a handkerchief, hastily adjusting her hair before sprinting down the corridor. Okay, strange! "What are you doing, Mom?" Rick was looking at Mike's hand on my back, a broad smile on his face, when Mike inquired, laughing.
"Is she, like, parking her vehicle or something?" Pat inquired, shifting her gaze to Mike before returning her gaze to the front door. He laughed even more, and Rick and I joined in.
"This is my girlfriend, Mom." Amber Walker is her name." As I moved myself closer to Mike, he grinned brightly at me.
Pat's face froze in surprise as he looked at me.
