"We're not going to have that problem, are we baby?" I said teasingly, my eyes sparkling as I watched him grow more anxious while I returned his mom's embrace.
From the moms who thought no one was good enough for their sons to the sugar sweet ones like Lisa who wanted their sons married yesterday, I had my fair share of experience. Nothing about this fazed me because I knew what this meant to him. He might never see them again because of me. The least I could do was be nice to his family the one time he brought me home. Besides, Lisa really was adorable and Willow was that cool chick you wish you were at eighteen. I was happy to see them. To watch him with them. I don't know when his joy became mine, but here we were.
"Jesus, enough," said Scott, going to separate his mom from me when Wi
