“I can’t believe that you’re here. I adore your hair—”
“Thanks, mom. It’s so nice to see you after being apart for months,” I interrupt, shrugging casually.
They both roll their eyes.
Mom breaks apart from Bree and hugs me, pinching my cheek.
“You know that you’ll always be my baby,” she says, and I feel the need to go back to the airport and buy a ticket back.
Bree’s giggle fills my ears.
“Mom.”
“Don’t be silly,baby,” Bree mentions as she tilts her head. I can see her lips quivering, fighting to remain serious.
I bite my tongue.
“You guys are so cute together,” mom speaks and leans in so that her mouth is close to my ear. “Stan, I like this girl.”
“Yeah, I like her too,” I assure, winking with complicity.
“We should keep her,” she suggests in a whisper, and I can’t help but smile.
I definitely plan on keeping her around for a while.
And I hope that she keeps me too.