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“Very.”
“That’s all we need to know right now, then.”
They drop the subject, and we enjoy our meal with no more talk of Trace. Unfortunately, I realize they’ve given me a deadline. I have two months before I have to tell my parents who he is. Let’s hope that’s plenty of time for Trace to get used to the idea and be prepared to tell them.
The weekend with my parents flies by. Mom made sure that our time was as relaxing as possible. We mostly stayed home, but she did take us out for massages yesterday. Right now, I’m driving back and I’m almost to Trace’s house. This weekend was just what I needed. My anxiety was low, and I got a break, just like my parents wanted.
I park my car in his driveway and jog to the front door, excited to see him and make sure he’s all in one piece. He didn’t text me much while I was gone. Maybe because he felt like he was intruding or because he didn’t want to text me too much while I was with my parents. I’m not sure, but I missed him. I knock rapidly on his door in my excitement, and it swings open seconds lat
er.
He’s smiling. He looks well-rested. He seems happy to see me. All very good things. I throw my arms around him, smiling when he pulls me closer.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispers in my ear.
“I missed you too.”
Trace pulls me into the house, closing the door behind us. “How was it?”
“Fantastic. I’m really glad I went. That’s my good news,” I say as we take a seat on the couch.
He frowns. “Does that mean there is bad news?”
“Sort of.” I angle toward him and begin to explain. “The subject of my boyfriend came up again. My parents think it’s unusual that I haven’t told them much, but they’re willing to wait in the dark for two more months. But then, if we’re still together, I have to tell them.”
Pride hits me when Trace doesn’t panic. He seems to slowly take in the news. I watch him carefully, waiting for him to respond. “That’s not too bad. I’m good with that.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. It still makes me nervous, but I have two months to get used to the idea.” He smiles. “Are you going to stay here for a bit or head back to campus?”
“I planned to hang with you for a while.”
“Good. You can watch Dateline with me.” Trace gets up to make popcorn and grab us a couple of Sun Drops.
When he returns, I say, “Also, more good news is I’ve gained some of the weight back that I lost.”
Trace grins. “I know; I can tell. That’s good.” He hands me the bowl of popcorn, grabs the remote, and finds the recording. “By the way, our romantic date will last the entire weekend. The plan is to leave once I get off work, so if you could be here and be ready, that’d be great. Oh, and pack a bathing suit.”
I tilt my head. “You’re taking me away for the weekend?”
“Yep.”
“To a place where I’ll need a bikini?”
“Yep.”
“And you’re not telling me where?”
“Nope.”
“Not even if I said surprises give me anxiety?” That’s true. I don’t like entering the unknown.
Trace looks over at me. “You’ll be with me, Britt. I’ll take care of you. Unless you don’t trust me to do that?”
“No, I do.” I trust him as much as I trust my parents. “Take me wherever you want, and I’ll go with you without any hesitation.”
He leans over to kiss me. “It’ll be the best weekend, promise.”
