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I returned to my house the next morning. Blayze was my driver yet again. He was supposed to come back to my place in the evening, this time to meet my parents. As my boyfriend. He was nervous, to say the least, and it was honestly kind of funny seeing him like that. The tough Blayze Colton being afraid of my parents. My mom especially.
I knew mom's opinion of him had changed, but even I was still nervous about how she would behave with him. We would only find out over dinner.
As evening began to set in and Blayze's arrival time grew closer, I helped mom with dinner. Instead of having the cook make it, she insisted she would do it on her own, so I decided to assist her.
"Mom, you'll be nice to him, right?" I asked nervously, as I worked around the kitchen with her.
"Yes." Was her brief reply.
I sighed. "Mom, please don't say anything mean. He's extremely nervous about meeting you."
"Is he?"
"Yes. I've never seen him like that before. Remember what I told you, okay? He's an incredible guy. I love him and he loves me." I reminded her.
"Mihrimah, I'm not going to eat him." She scoffed.
"Do not mention his past flings, please." I requested.
"I'm your mother. I'm not going to mention his meaningless flings in front of my daughter." She replied.
"Okay..."
She sighed. "It sounds like you're my mother."
I laughed softly.
I hope this dinner goes well...
Blayze showed up exactly on time with a bouquet of roses. We all greeted him before escorting him to the dining table where we all took our seats. I sat next to him, giving him a gentle pat on the thigh. I could feel his nervousness radiating off of him.
He cleared his throat. "Thank you for inviting me to dinner." He spoke.
"You're most welcome. How was work today?" Dad replied.
"As usual. It was fine." He answered.
"The press conference for the app is in a couple of weeks, right?" Mom asked. Meanwhile, the house help served us food.
"Yes, Mrs. Woods." He replied.
"Me and mom made dinner." I told him.
He smiled. "Really? That's so nice. Thank you."
"I hope you'll like it." Mom gave him a small smile.
"I'm sure I will." He smiled back.
"So, are you happy with my daughter?" She asked, spooning the rice that was served on her plate.
"I've never been happier." He responded. I bit my lip to keep back my grin.
"If you hurt her, do you know what I'll do to you?" She asked with a straight face.
Great.
"You'll... cut my limbs and feed them to the dogs?" Blayze suggested. I covered my mouth to hold my laughter back.
Silence suddenly fell. Oh no. Did mom not take that well?
To my surprise, mom's face eased up into a smile as she laughed softly. Dad laughed too. "Okay, I like that you're aware of what consequences you would have to face in the event that such a situation arises... but you care about your limbs, right?" She responded.
"I care more about Mihrimah, if I'm being honest." He replied.
"Good," said mom. "Eat your food." She pointed with her eyes to his place that he hadn't even touched.
He nodded, spooning his food. "This is so good, Mrs. Woods." He complimented after taking a bite.
Mom smiled. "I could barely cook when I got married. It took me so long to finally learn."
"You taught Mihrimah to make coffee, right? It's the most incredible I have ever tasted." He replied. His body had now relaxed.
Mom beamed, nodding her head as she chewed on her food.
"That coffee was one of the reasons she won me over." Dad commented, making us laugh.
"Mihrimah told me you fell in love at first sight." Said Blayze, eating his food alongside.
Dad nodded, smiling as if reminiscing that time.
"What about your parents?" Mom questioned.
"They had a marriage of convenience, then fell in love later." I answered for Blayze.
"That's adorable." Mom commented with a smile.
"How's your job going?" Blayze asked her.
"It's stressful, but it's what I love doing. It's going well." She replied.
"Maybe you and Mihrimah should collaborate on more projects in the future." Dad suggested randomly.
"I have that in mind." Blayze replied. As Blayze and dad engaged in conversation about something business related, I sneakily stroked Blayze's thigh, making his breathing hitch.
"Are you okay?" Mom asked, her eyebrows shooting up as she observed him.
He nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." He cleared his throat.
"Do you want some water?" She asked.
"No, I'm good, thanks." He replied, wrapping his hand around mine beneath the table and holding it firmly as he gave it a warning squeeze.
The dinner continued peacefully, with all of us chatting, smiling and laughing. The night ended on a good note.
"Dinner was amazing. Thank you once again, for having me." Blayze thanked my parents.
"It was nice having you. Visit us often, whenever you'd like." Mom replied.
"Thank you, Mrs. Woods."
"My purpose for inviting you to dinner wasn't just to acquaint myself with my daughter's boyfriend," she said. My breath got caught in my lungs. What was she going to say? Blayze looked at her, waiting for her to continue. "I also wanted to thank you properly for saving her life, more than once from what I've heard."
I let out a breath of relief.
"Mrs. Woods, you don't have to thank me. I would have lost the meaning of my life if I lost her, so you could say it was a bit of a selfish motive." He grinned slightly at the end.
A big smile spread on mom's face.
"I'll get going now. Thank you, again. Good night." He said. After saying his final goodbyes to my parents, he turned to me.
"Good night, Mihrimah." His voice was low, his eyes reflecting how he wanted to wrap his arms around me and kiss me senseless.
I bit my lip. "Good night." I whispered.
Dad cleared his throat. "We'll just head upstairs. Why don't you walk him out, Mihrimah?"
I refrained from smiling as mom and dad retreated, obviously to give us privacy. I walked Blayze to the door, where he leaned down to kiss me.
Pulling away, he said, "I'm going to tell my parents about you. Tonight, positively."
"Okay." I whispered, my eyes gleaming as I looked up at him.
"I'm guessing next dinner will be at my parents house." He said.
I giggled. "I hope your parents will like me."
"Who can't possibly like you?" He asked.
"Well you didn't in the beginning." I reminded him.
He smiled a little sheepishly. "I was stupid then."
I laughed softly. "Okay, go. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Okay, good night." He said, giving me a final kiss on the forehead.
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I'm sorry it's a short one. But to make up for that, the next chapter will be here on Saturday.
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