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My stomach dropped.
“Jesus!” Will got up from the table.
And he stormed from the kitchen, leaving me there alone. His mother turned on the spot with a smirk not unlike her son’s and zeroed in on me. My jaw fell. She needled him on purpose to get him out of the room.
Will, you bastard! Don’t leave me here alone!
“Don’t look so scared,” she said in an even voice as she sat down across from me. “You have nothing to hide, do you?”
“No, no. I’m just not used to all this.”
“What do your parents do?”
Ah, so the interrogation begins. “My parents are dentists. I’m a graphic designer.”
“Oh, where do you work?”
My face burned. “I’m unemployed, but Will offered me a contract to design logos for Luke’s campaign.”
I was going from bad to worse. Her lips whitened.
“And I suppose you thought my son would be a great career booster?”
“No!” A sickening feeling spread through my stomach when she smiled. “No, I swear to God, he contacted a recruiting agent and set up a meeting without me knowing. I never asked him for anything. He can tell you that himself.”
“Hmm,” was all she said. “Perhaps my son needs someone like you to keep him grounded. Unassuming. Humble.”
It sounded like an insult as much as a compliment. “Thanks. I didn’t even want to date him, at first.”
Why the hell did you say that?
I cringed as his mother gave me an offended look. “What’s wrong with my son?”
“Well,” I began, almost laughing out of nerves. “You know, his issues.” My voice drifted into a squeak.
“No, I’m sorry. I don’t know.”
My blood churned. “His panic attacks.”
“What are you talking about?”
She did not understand what I was talking about. My mouth trembled. He never told his parents. No one knew anything.
Jesus Christ.
I was treading on very dangerous ground.
“I shouldn’t talk about it.”
“If my son is in trouble, I deserve to know about it.”
“He’s just having a hard time coping with the accident.”
I swallowed hard at the venomous look on her face.
“Natalie, you seem like a nice girl, so I’ll return the favor and tell you this nicely. We never discuss or mention that incident in this house. Ever.”
A chill froze my lungs. “He had a panic attack while he was driving. We could have died.”
