“How fantastic to fulfill you.”

“It’s my pleasure to fulfill you, Mrs. Peters.” Mike stuffed the doorway with an enormous grin on his good-looking face.

“Name me Dorothy, please.”

Cassie leaned in and positioned a kiss on her mom’s cheek whereas Mike closed the door, then he adopted them into the lounge.

Mother sat in her standard spot, a rose winged-back chair. She smoothed her arms down the perimeters of her skirt. “A fireman. Oh my. What a formidable career.”

“It’s only a job,” Mike answered as he settled on the couch beside Cassie.

“Oh, certainly not. It’s an honorable profession. Placing out fires. Saving lives.”

“I am going the place I’m wanted. I do what I’ve to do.” He stated it casually, virtually embarrassed.

The massive sturdy firefighter who saved lives didn’t like being known as a hero. However, he was a hero. Her hero.

“I’d say it takes a particular particular person to be a fireman.”

“It’s firefighter, mother. They are saying firefighter now.”

“Oh? It’s nonetheless a really harmful occupation.”

“Mrs. Peters, I guarantee you …”

She waved her hand in a fast movement, brushing his remark away. “I’m positive you’re fairly succesful. And I can see you like my daughter.”

Mike glanced at Cassie with a raised forehead. Possibly she ought to have warned him her mom was not solely good at studying individuals, but in addition a bit outspoken.

“Why don’t I get us some tea? After which you possibly can inform me all about your self, aside from your job.”

“Sure, ma’am.”

Cassie squeezed his hand.

“Include me, pricey.” Her mother rose and turned towards the kitchen. Cassie couldn’t wait to see what her mother considered Mike.

“I’ll be proper again.” She whispered and he gave a nod of understanding.

As quickly as they have been within the kitchen, her mom began speaking. “He’s fairly good-looking. And fairly massive.”

“Thanks, Mother.”

“For complimenting your man?”

Your man. That’s the second time her mother had referred to him that means. First Tammy and now Mother. Cassie cherished the concept. Mike belonging to her.

All she needed to do was consider in herself. And in Mike.

“Just like the sound of that, do you?”

Cassie glanced to her mother in query.

“Your face lit up like the intense bulbs on a Christmas tree. And also you’ve been glowing because you walked by means of the entrance door. And no man seems to be at a lady like that younger man in there seems to be at you, except he’s been intimate together with her.”

Cassie needed to crawl beneath the desk. She by no means might conceal something from her mother.

“I’m not a fuddy dutty. I used to be younger as soon as too. Though in my day, marriage got here first.” Her mother took three glasses from the cupboard and positioned them on the counter, her rebuke as calm as in the event that they have been discussing the climate. “Get the ice, will you pricey?”

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