43 | BETTER LATE THAN NEVER

JOY

As we stepped through the porch, my heart jumped in my chest.

The thought of going in front of his mother was a bit too much. I had no idea how to react in front of her. I paused right outside the main door and Vince looked around, confusion running through his grey eyes.

"How do you think she’ll react?” I asked.

“You’ve already met her.”

“Yeah, but now that I know, she knows about me. It’s just too awkward."

He took a deep breath and, shaking his head, said, "See, my mother is a very understanding lady, though a little invasive. But she would do nothing to embarrass me."

"That's a good reassurance." I sighed.

"Or you," he added, stepping toward me and my breath hitched. Cupping my cheeks, he drew his face closer to mine and planted a deliciously soft kiss on my forehead. "And I’ll be here with you no matter what."

I wanted to lean into him. Kiss him. I wanted to feel him. “If I could just