Page 116 of The Parkers' Handsome Holiday
"Wait." I paused. "Your mom doesn't know that we're dating?"
"What? Yes. Of course she does." She moved toward me and took the wine bottle to pour the dark liquid into one of the glasses. "She just doesn't know that we're serious."
"Serious like moving in together this winter?"
"Still open for discussion." She took a quick sip and handed me the glass.
"Right, well, I'm ready for more from us. It seems like you’re not." I took a long drink and set the glass down as she turned her back to me and poured herself a glass.
"I keep going back and forth with it, but I honestly love what we have."
I moved up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. "I do too, baby, but I'm ready for more. It's almost been a year."
"And I'm not getting any younger?" She glanced back at me, and I reached up and squeezed the side of her face as I leaned down to consume her sweet mouth. Age. She always went back to age. It was her problem though, her concern. Not mine.
"Hush with that. It doesn't work on me." I kissed her once more. I released her as the doorbell rang.
“Probably my mother.” She brushed her hands down my shirt. “She loves to hug people.”
“Okay, I’m used to huggers. My mother used to be one too.” I smiled before walking to the living room, glad to know that we had something else in common. I opened the door to find a beautiful older woman standing with her arms full of grocery bags. I could quickly see where Becca got her beauty from.
"Let me help with that." I reached out and took all of the bags before moving back.
"Oh, thank you so much. You must be Jason." Her eyes widened a little as she studied me.
"Yes, ma'am. Nice to meet you." I turned and walked toward the kitchen. "I hope you don't mind me crashing yours and Becca's dinner tonight."
"No, not at all. I'm just a little surprised, but pleasantly so."
Becca walked around me. "Hi, Momma. I should have told you Jason was staying to meet you. Is that okay?"
"Heavens yes."
I set the bags down and turned in time to be pulled into a warm hug by Becca's mom. "I'm so damn glad to meet you. I thought my girl was going to be alone forever. Like one of those crazy cat ladies."
I laughed and returned the hug. "No way. Your little girl is far too special for that." I looked down at the older woman. "She means the world to me. Did she tell you that we're moving in together?"
"What? That's great news." Becca's mom released me and spun on her heel to face Rebecca. "Why didn't you tell me! This is fantastic."
Becca gave me a look as her mom plowed into her and wrapped her in a tight hug. "Because. I didn't know."
I winked and moved to pull groceries out of the bags. I'd be in trouble later, but I knew a few tricks to get myself out of hot water. All of them ending with my woman moaning and shaking like a shock victim below me.
CHAPTER 7
REBECCA
Jason was going to get it after my mother left. I'd already warned him that she was far too interested in me finally getting married and starting to pop out babies for him to bring up us moving in together. Especially seeing that we hadn't really talked about it.
He was going to push his way into the next step if nothing else. Some part of me didn't mind at all. Maybe it was better to just follow his lead. I was in love with him completely. What the hell was I waiting for?
The bottom to fall out. That's what. Nothing ever worked out well in my love life. I had a hard time thinking this would be any different.
The doorbell rang, which surprised me. Not too many people knew where I lived, nor had I invited anyone else over for dinner.
"Expecting someone else?" Jason wiped his hands on a dishrag and tapped my rear as he walked past me toward the front door.
"Nope." I finished tearing the salad and glanced over to find my mother watching me. "What? Go ahead and get it off your chest."
