Picture Us (Turn it Up Book 3) by Natalie Parker

Author:Natalie Parker [Parker, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-13T16:00:00+00:00

While I was waiting for an actual occasion to come out here, after telling Tyler’s parents about the baby, I knew I shouldn’t wait too much longer to tell mine. So when my mom recovered from the flu and invited me out to spend the day, I agreed and told her I wanted to bring Tyler. Of course that sparked a lot of questions, but she was more than happy to have him, provided I fill her in when I got here.

I let myself in through the front door and find the place already decked out for Christmas. My family is one of those that doesn’t waste time. In fact, if the tree isn’t up before the Thanksgiving leftovers are consumed, my mother considers it a failure. I can smell my mother’s signature pumpkin pie pancakes wafting from the kitchen, and once I’ve hung my coat up, it’s all I can do not to float over to it.

“Annie baby!” she greets me as soon as she looks up from the skillet where she has the pancakes cooking in perfect little circles, next to another skillet filled with perfectly crispy bacon. She sets her spatula down and gives me a quick hug before picking it back up. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, Mom,” I tell her as I immediately start eyeballing all the food she’s got laid out. I’m ravenous. “Can I have one of these?” I ask, but don’t wait for an answer as I pick up one of the pancakes that’s already cooling on a plate. She wastes no time and starts drilling me with questions.

“Where’s this man friend you said you were bringing?”

“Tyler,” I remind her, before going on to explain, “he’s in the garage with Dad. He drives a vintage car, so…”

“Ohhh…,” she gives me a knowing smile. “Your father’s probably out there proposing to him then,” she says and I crack up, with her giggling at her own joke beside me.

“What’s he do?” she asks, once we’ve composed ourselves and I stuff a strawberry in my mouth.

“He runs a really successful bar in midtown,” I tell her, reaching for a piece of bacon as she eyes me quizzically.

“Good for him,” she says admiringly. “Want a mimosa?”

“Sure…” I start to say and then catch myself. “Er, actually, no thanks. I’ll just have some juice or milk,” I offer to help myself by opening her fridge. “Ooh, you have chocolate!” I exclaim as I pull the carton out and she gives me some kind of weird smirk before shaking her head and continuing with her interrogation.

“When and how’d you meet him?”

“Three and a half years ago, when Mayzie first met Jack; Tyler worked with him. Then I ran into him again at the bar he runs, The Cedar, a couple of months ago.”

“And you’ve been dating ever since?” Her face looks like it’s in a far-off place as she takes the skillet off the burner.

Um, if you call prenatal visits “dates”, sure.

“Um… we’re not dating per se… we’re, uh… close.

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