Then again, for all I knew, she could be ecstatic about the news. Someone to take me off her hands so she would never have to worry about me again.
I frowned, but I managed to look at them. “I’ll call her tomorrow, set up a time for us to go over there. I’ll have to find out what day Jim’s off.”
They seemed content with that answer.
Master motioned toward my plate. “Now finish eating so we can watch you clean naked.”
Well, at least I had something to look forward to.
Fifty-One
HOLY CRAP.
Holy crap.
Holy crap.
That was the only thing that I could think as we walked from Sir’s truck up to my mother’s front door on Friday evening.
It wasn’t the best way to start the weekend in my mind, but my mother had informed me that Jim was working all day Saturday and would likely be sleeping on Sunday, so if I wanted to visit, it would have to be Friday night.
And here we were.
“Relax, pet,” Master said, gently squeezing my shoulders.
“You haven’t met her,” I mumbled under my breath as we made our way up the stairs. If he had, he would know that relaxing wasn’t an option.
I knocked on the door and I could feel Master and Sir staring down at me. I figured when they went to visit their own parents, they probably had a key to the house or perhaps Mel and Jeremy would merely have the door unlocked to welcome them.
Not my mother.
She did not want me having a key to her house and not once since I’d moved out at seventeen had the door ever been unlocked when I came over for a visit. Scheduled or not.
A few minutes later, the door finally opened and Jim stood there. His eyes instantly widened as he glanced between Master and Sir.
“Luci? Is everything okay?” He sounded concerned.
“It’s great,” I said, putting on my best smile.
When he pushed open the screen door, I stepped inside.
“I’d like you to meet…Landon and Langston.” I motioned toward my stepfather. “This is Jim Wagner.”
Master and Sir both held out their hands to greet Jim. My stepfather looked dumbfounded, but he had the decency to shake their hands.
“And how do you know Luci?” Jim asked them directly.
“I met them at work,” I tossed out, not quite ready to announce that they were…whatever it was they were to me.
“Your mother’s in the living room,” Jim announced, his gaze bouncing between the three of us. Clearly, he did not know what to think.
We followed Jim through the small dining room and into the living room at the back of the house. My mother was sitting in her chair watching television, seemingly unfazed that I had arrived. I could tell she hadn’t been home long, probably settling in for the evening.
“Mother.” I said her name loud enough to get her attention.
She turned her head, but then jerked upright. “Luci? What’s wrong?”
Geez. Why did they keep asking that? It wasn’t like Master and Sir looked like serial killers.
I glanced back at them.
Okay, fine. They were intimidating, sure. But harmless.
“Did something happen?” she asked, clearly wanting me to answer.
“No, Mom. Everything’s fine.” I peered over my shoulder at Master and Sir. “I just wanted to introduce you to my… This is Landon and this is Langston.” I turned back and motioned in her direction. “And this is my mother, Terri Wagner.”
They both moved toward her, offering their hands. She shook them hesitantly, her eyes never leaving their faces. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking, but whatever it was, it wasn’t good. Her brows were pinched and she was frowning.
“It’s nice to meet you, ma’am,” Sir said politely.
I noticed that Master didn’t say anything at all.
“Please, have a seat,” she said, motioning to the sofa.
Reluctantly I sat down, Master and Sir sitting on either side of me. It was incredibly awkward and I didn’t know what to do with my hands, so I fidgeted for a few seconds before Master reached over and grabbed my fingers, pulling one of my hands into his lap. Of course, my mother noticed and followed the action before peering up at me.
“Can I get you anything to drink?” Jim offered.
“No, thank you,” Sir told him. “We actually have dinner reservations in a bit. However, we thought it would be appropriate to stop by and officially meet Luci’s parents.”
I could tell my mother was trying to figure out the punchline. It wasn’t every day that I brought a boyfriend home with me, much less two. In fact, I had never brought a boy home to meet my mother. Even now that I was sitting in front of her, the idea terrified me.
“And how exactly do you know Luci?” My mother looked confused.
Master and Sir both looked at me. I knew they were waiting to see if I would admit to our relationship.
