Underestimated

Mia

We made our way to his house first. He needed to leave something behind and wanted to make sure to tell his parents he was not joining them for dinner as well.

"Would you like to say hi to my mom? I know she'll be thrilled to see you before we go,” he says, giving me that signature smile as he takes his duffle bag out of the trunk of his car and tosses his helmet over his shoulder. “I supposed to. She's not too busy, is she?” I ask, feeling shy. I don’t know why, but I always feel so shy around his mom. She's got this aura to her... She's the sweetest woman, and very beautiful, but she's not someone to mess with either.

I've seen her. I've seen her momma bear side, and it is not pretty. I remember a few times they messed with Nate as we were growing up, and she took action. She is not the kind to take things lightly and never hesitates to advocate for what is right. I love that about her. It's very admirable indeed.

“She can never be too busy for you, Mia. You know that. Come o