Stumbling Into Love by Aurora Rose Reynolds

Author:Aurora Rose Reynolds [Reynolds, Aurora Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503951983
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2018-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

“Calm down.”

“You calm down!” I snap at Wesley as his hand tightens around mine. I wonder if he’s afraid I’m going to run away like a coward. I might. “I think this is too soon. Don’t you think it’s too soon for me to meet your mom? Isn’t that something couples do after they have been seeing each other for months and months? Sometimes years and ye—”

His mouth crashes down on mine, and his tongue slips between my parted and stunned lips. Cupping my cheeks, he tips my head to the side to deepen the kiss. It makes me forget that we’re in the middle of a crowed airport where hundreds of people can see us.

“It’s not too soon,” he growls, pulling his mouth away from mine.

“Okay,” I breathe as my eyes flutter open. “I’m just a little bit scared.”

“I know you are. I knew you were this morning, because you asked me a million times what you should wear, if you should wear makeup, and how you should do your hair.”

“It wasn’t a million times,” I mumble.

He grins. “Okay, a hundred thousand times.”

“Whatever.” I blow a strand of hair out of my face.

He runs his thumbs across my cheeks.

“Worst-case scenario, my mom hates you. So I never talk to her again.”

“Your mom wouldn’t be very happy with that plan, sugar pants,” a woman says from behind me.

I close my eyes and groan internally, realizing the woman is his mom.

I force myself to open my eyes, then turn with Wesley to face his mom and her husband. I don’t know what I was expecting his mom to look like, but the blonde standing across from me who looks a lot like Michelle Pfeiffer wasn’t it.

Letting me go, Wesley greets them with a joint hug before stepping back and placing his arm around my waist.

“Mom, I’d like you to meet Mackenzie. Mackenzie, my mom, Monica.”

She smiles at him before looking at me.

“It’s so nice to meet you.” I stick out my hand.

Her eyes drop to my outstretched hand, and she rolls them before pulling me in for a tight hug, saying close to my ear, “We don’t shake hands.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you,” I whisper as her arms tighten around me.

“You too,” she whispers back, letting me go and taking her husband’s hand. “Mac?” She pauses, tipping her head to the side, studying me briefly. “Can I call you Mac?”

“Of course. Everyone does—except Wesley,” I say.

His arm wraps around my shoulder, and his lips touch the top of my head.

“Mac, this is my husband, Peter.”

“Nice to meet you, Peter.” I smile and try to give him a handshake, but once more I’m pulled in for an unexpected hug.

“Nice to meet you, Mac.”

“You too,” I agree as he lets me go.

“How many bags did you bring, Mom?” Wesley asks as he tucks me right back under his arm.

“Just two,” she says.

Peter clears his throat.

She glares at him. “Fine, three. But one of them doesn’t even count—all it has in it is my makeup and meds.

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