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Today is going to be that day.
“Are you sure that you don’t want to go by yourself? I don’t want to interrupt your time with your mom,” Izzy tells me and I smile down at her.
God, she’s adorable.
“She wants to meet you. She’s been dying to ever since I told her that I met the one on Thursday.”
“You told her about me?” Izzy asks.
She looks so happy and pleased that I’ve talked to my mom about her and my heart flips over in my chest at the sight of her bright smile.
“Of course, and she’s been dying to meet her future daughter in law,” I tell her.
“What did you tell her about me? Did you tell her about… the daddy stuff?” She whispers and I shake my head.
“No, what we do between us, that will always just be kept between us,” I promise her and she relaxes for a moment.
When her smile turns brittle at the edges and I see doubt and panic start to flood her big blue eyes, I pull her tighter against me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask her and she peeks up at me, biting her plump bottom lip.
“How do I act when we’re out in public? Maybe we should have gone over things better,” she starts.
“How do you want to act?” I ask her.
“I don’t know,” she says quietly. “I don’t want to embarrass you or like ruin your reputation.”
“Izzy, you could never embarrass me,” I promise her and she nods. “Besides, you don’t need to worry about me. It’s my job to be worrying about you.”
“I kind of like that this is just between us.”
“Then it will stay just between us,” I promise her.
She relaxes, melting into my side and I squeeze her hip.
“Ready for dinner?” I ask her and she nods, smiling up at me.
I drop a quick kiss on her lips and lead her outside to where Max is waiting next to the car. I help her into the backseat and buckle her in before I do up my own seatbelt.
My mom doesn’t live very far from my own place. She’s about ten minutes away, closer to the edge of town where it’s quieter and the houses are fewer and far between. She moved out there after my father passed away. Said that she wanted a fresh start and to get a break from the traffic and hustle of the city.
We pull up out front and Izzy practically has her face pressed up against the glass of the window.
“Whoa,” she whispers and I smile.
“You want a house like this?” I ask her as Max parks.
“Doesn’t everyone?” She asks.
“We’ll pick out a new place soon then,” I promise her as I climb out and offer her my hand.
“Is this her? Is this Izzy?” My mom asks as she hurries down the front porch steps.
Izzy smiles shyly and I take her hand, leading her up to greet my mom.
“Yeah, mom, this is Izzy. Izzy, this is my mom, Mary.”
“It’s so nice to meet you,” my mom gushes.
