Two months later.
Kassie was in the kitchen making dinner when Marie came downstairs, nervous energy radiating off her.
“Mom, I need to talk to you about something.”
Kassie looked up from the vegetables she was chopping.
“What’s up?”
“So… you know I’ve been seeing someone.”
Kassie did know. Marie had been talking about Tyler for weeks now. From what she could tell, her daughter had fallen hard. But everything Marie said about him sounded almost too good to be true.
“Tyler, right?”
“Yeah. And I want you to meet him. I invited him to dinner tonight. Is that okay?”
Kassie raised an eyebrow. “You already invited him?”
“I know, I should’ve asked first, but—”
“Marie, it’s fine. This is your home. You’re allowed to invite people over. Besides, I’ve been wanting to meet him anyway.”
Ma
