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I know Phillippe made plans for us this evening, but after that tense brunch, I really wanted to be alone. I was afraid to speak, thinking my thoughts about brunch would come pouring out like a flood gate.
He reached over, lifted my hand and kissed it. “What’s on your mind?”
Crap! I have two choices, either lie and say nothing or tell the truth about my feelings and thoughts about brunch. I was grateful for my sunglasses so he couldn’t read the look on my face. I inhaled and shifted a little, hoping to avoid lying. “Uhm…”
He squeezed my hand. “Brunch wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”
Was he at the same brunch I was, because the tension level was insane. “Is that what you think?”
“Mon amour, I’m sorry, I tried to be…”
“It wasn’t you. It was my mother.” I still couldn’t look at him. “I don’t know why she was so…”
“Rude…insolent…distant…cold…”
I turned to face him. “Really?”
“I’m sorry, baby, but she greeted me by saying ‘Oh, damn.’”
“She didn’t!” It was worse than I had imagined. “Are you sure you heard her correctly?”
“Oui.”
He pulled over to the curb, turned the car off, and removed his sunglasses. He’s incredible looking. Every time I look at him, I wonder what I did that God felt I deserved this gorgeous man. I looked at him and he removed my sunglasses. He leaned in and gently pressed his lips against mine and a heat surge ran the length of my body. When he pulled back, I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him through half opened eyes.
“Uhm…”
“I don’t want you worrying about me and your mother.”
“But I want you two to get along.”
He stroked the side of my face. “We will.”
“How? Because after what I experienced today, that doesn’t seem likely.”
“I am going to do whatever I have to to fix this.”
“You would do that?”
He lifted my chin. “Yes.”
I bit my bottom lip and kept blinking, hoping to push the tears back, but I lost the fight. He smiled and the tears came down. He pulled me to him and I cried like a baby.
“Mon amour, shhh…shhh…don’t cry.”
“B-but, but i-it’s…”
“It’s all going to work out.” He rubbed my back. “I promise.”
I pulled back and looked at him. “H-how?”
“I don’t know. But I promise I will fix things with your mother.” He took his handkerchief and dabbed my wet cheeks. “Please stop crying.”
“O-okay.” I sniffled.
Today definitely didn’t go as I had planned. I trust You God, to fix this situation between my mother and Phillippe. I don’t understand why she has such a chip on her shoulder when it comes to him…only You know that answer. I like him a lot and…I’m not saying I think it’s love, because it’s way too soon. Isn’t it? But, I know I care for him deeply. Right now, I enjoy spending time with him. If it does escalate to something more, I’ll consider it a blessing. There are a lot of things I don’t know... like if he loves You. Maybe that’s the problem my mother has with him. Maybe she senses something I’m not ready to find out. I pray You protect my heart no matter what. In
